Chicken in the snow

I went out yesterday afternoon to give the carrot peels to the chickens. The snow was deep on the pumpkin that we used for fall decoration until it started to rot. (We never got around to carving pumpkins this year.)

Snow-covered pumpkin

The fifth oak was beautiful with snow on its branches.

Snow on the fifth oak

When I got to the chicken run, four of the girls were hanging out under the shade shelters where there was no snow. I tossed the carrot peels as far into the run as I could, but they don’t weigh much and they landed in untrodden snow. The girls looked from a distance for a moment, hesitant to wade into the deep snow but drawn toward a delicious treat. What to do?

You mean we have to walk in the fresh snow?

Then Bess and Rose tried to get at the peels by stretching their necks way out.

Maybe if we stretch our necks out....

Soon, they ventured forth.

Oh, what the heck--let's just walk in up to our knees

Meanwhile, Opal and Gracie looked out from the snow-free kennel. Gracie lifted one foot out and pulled it back a few times before she set it down in the snow. She is such a spaz.

Gracie steps gingerly out of the kennel--and this isn't even her first snow!