The thermometer said 11 degrees, and the wind chill was something like -16 degrees. With that wind, no matter how much you have on and how many wool socks you're wearing, it's still cold. I know that for a lot of you this is nothing unusual, but it's colder than we're used to having on any kind of a regular basis.
The barn was shut up tight over night, so other than a few frozen water bowl valves, it was comfortable inside. Much better than I had anticipated. However, when it was time to feed calves, I felt it.
I'm sure some of you have had that recurring dream, where you're trying to run in the water, and you just can't get anywhere? Well, that's what I had to think of this morning when I was walking back and forth to the hutches carrying milk and water buckets. Going was ok, but coming back, leaning into the biting wind and high stepping through snow drifts, it felt like I was going nowhere.
Ok, ok...so the snow really wasn't very deep and the hill is nothing much. I guess I'm just feeling my age! :)
Snickers and Murphy loved it...
I don't think the chickens will be venturing out any time soon. The only tracks you'll see in the pen for a few days are mine. They're nice and cozy and have everything they need in there...
Finally it was time to go in and thaw out my coverall cuffs...
I'm very lucky to be sitting inside warming my feet. Jim is out on the tractor opening the driveway and is bundled up from head to toe, with only his eyes uncovered. He'll be ready for his coffee when he's finished!
Stay warm, wherever you are!
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