Chickens hate snow. At least ours do. But boy, are they entertaining in it. We made a quick visit to the farm after the weekend’s snow and ice. The cows were too engrossed in their hay piles to acknowledge us, but Taco was unusually gentlemanly, almost pleased to see us. But the hens wouldn’t budge out of the coop. The two oldest girls refused to even leave the roost bar, apparently hunkering down until spring. Coquette, one of the younger girls, stood in the doorway, paralyzed at the idea of having to step on … white stuff. Chatham Co. got much more snow than the freezing rain we had. Either way, It surely must have looked like the world had become the frozen Star Wars Hoth planet. Enticed by treats, Coquette took a deep, daring breath and flew as far as a fat Orpington can. (Not very). Fortunately for her, the world didn’t end and she carried on merrily scarfing down scratch. Taco presided but didn’t flare at us once, even turned his back to Paul to nibble some snow off the shed. I guess full belly trumps bravado.
We also picked up some additional honey over the weekend. So we are pleased to say that we have honey back in stock in all 3 sizes (110ml, 8oz, & 1lb)! Thanks to increasing daylight hours, egg production is starting to pick up slowly. The newest peepers should begin laying in April when things will really take off. So for now, we have eggs occasionally available to lucky and persistent customers. I had some this morning and, wow, those yolks are neon orange! So give us a buzz if your honey jars are empty or if you’re feeling lucky enough to score some free range eggs.