At least it felt a bit like that. This week the weather has been changeing quite and there was some sleety rain at Ísólfsstaðir. Combined with chilly winds the snow/ice just froze to the horses and they looked like big, walking icycles. No fun for them having this stuff hanging in their fur, mane and tail. When checking on them we counted and counted and counted again, but there was still one horse missing. Didn't like that and took a walk down to the shelter. And there the missing horse was. It just didn't hear the other leave because of the wind. I was really releaved when meeting Skuggi down there.