This water trough? Scrubbed and refilled with fresh, clean water, thanks to a temporary thaw and unfrozen hose. You can't appreciate an unfrozen hose until you have hauled water, 5 gallons at a time, to thirsty pregnant sheep for a few months.
The barn? Clean. I didn't even take a picture, it was so unremarkable. But hay and lumber and feed bags and baling twine (the never-ending supply of baling twine) were moved and stacked and thrown out and reorganized, until the space was finally ready for shearing.
Did I mention? Shearing next weekend. A little earlier than we would like, but the shearer's schedule is more important than the shepherd's (true dat!).
But this dog? All too apparent that an outside bath is in order, unfortunately for him. It wasn't that warm.