After a week of melting, I thought spring was here. Mud was everywhere, no snow in sight hardly anywhere in town, tulip sprouts around the house are about an inch tall.
And then we had a surprise winter storm blow in, and it dropped nearly a foot in just over 24 hours.
The hens are angry! They don't like deep snow. They have been pouting in the hen port and under the front overhang. It is hard to catch a good photo of them in the hen port because when I come out to take a photo, they rush over to see if I have a treat for them, thus ruining the shot.
They eat snow instead of going the extra 3 feet to the water dish. It isn't like they can't get there- I think they just don't like to walk in the deeper snow. Maybe it feels funny on their fluffy butts or something.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment