The Chickens And Ducks Aren’t Fans Of Snow

It’s still frosty here, and the chickens refuse to leave the coop. In warmer weather, they would queue up at the pop door, waiting impatiently for it to open…and then they would burst out, pushing each other down the ramp. We spread scratch around outside the coop, and they’d scratch and peck contentedly. The ducks would soon join them, bobbing their heads in greeting. Continue reading “The Chickens And Ducks Aren’t Fans Of Snow”

A Clever Duck Named Coraline

Broken_IceIt was another cold one out there this morning. The ducks’ pond had about an inch of ice on top, and the rabbits’ bottles were frozen solid. The chilly temperatures bring out a special kind of beauty, though: as we walked, in the darkness, to retrieve the rabbits’ bottles, the flashlight shone on the frosted grass, which sparkled like it was bejeweled, crunching underfoot.
Ice we broke out of the pool yesterday morning still lay by the pool, frozen, like large shards of glass.
The crescent moon glowed softly, with a bright planetary body to its lower left. Plumes of breath floated before us.  We relished the peaceful pre-dawn calm.
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