When I got up this morning, the thermometer read -29.8C. Let's just call it -30! But what a beautiful day, all sun and sparkling snow. The chickadees were eating out of my hand when I filled the feeders this morning.
When it gets this cold, I feel sorry for the chickens. Although the coop is fairly well-insulated and has heat lamps, the temps in the coop (away from the lamps) dip down to around the freezing point on days like this. So I like to take my feathered friends a nice bowl of warm oatmeal! Today they were also treated to some freezer-burned raspberries...
As you can see, oatmeal is a big hit with the chickens. Last year they had it with cranberries and peas!
Lord Gaga supervised his ladies for awhile before diving in.
Meanwhile, Beaker and Chicky were more interested in the remnants of yesterday's purple cabbage, dangling from the treat hanger.
Claudia rose above it all and laid a lovely egg for me!
Stay warm out there, people.