It is almost March and we have had a forecast of snow tomorrow. The hens are uptight. I think they might sense the threat of the cold white stuff falling from the great vast sky. Tonight after free ranging, they all huddled close together in the coop. I never close the door without a beak count, as Miley has been known to dawdle and take her time going to bed.
This is happening a lot this winter: near empty food bins. It seems like I am buying feed twice as much as any other winter. Yet...we have had little snow fall this season. It seems to me, however, that the wind has had an extra nip this whole winter. Brrrrrrrrrrr.
But right now, I can breathe a sigh of relief, as the bins are full and the hens are happy. That's a good way to start a Monday....don't you think?