Life, medical dramas (more than one, yay!) and sad times derailed my good intentions for blogging, sorry it's been a while.
But we had a lovely little snowstorm last night! The good stuff, too. Fluffy. It piled up nicely out front...
And the Contorted Redbud tree out back was beautiful!
It stuck to everything.
The chickens had their very own Siberian Ice Fortress.
No amount of calling for the grapes I'd brought out would induce them to set chicken foot in snow.
Even when, smartass that I am, I tossed grapes like little yummy bombs and plonked them in the snow
right in front of them. They refused to go spelunking for grapes and just gave me dirty looks. The fowl are on to me.
Eventually Chonk, Kentucky and Brick said 'Screw this' and turned to go back into the run. The others followed suit and refused to come out.
The Chicken Union sisterhood is iron-clad. I relented and tossed the rest of the grapes in the run, where lukewarm chicken joy was grudgingly exhibited.
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