When you first get chicks you think about how precious they are, and how fun it will be to take care of them, and how thrilling it will be to collect eggs from them.
All of that is absolutely spot on and valid.
But I’m not going to lie to you.
It’s cold out there!
Like 30 degrees, with a wind chill of 20-something, and freezing rain just started when I was heading home after picking William up from play auditions at school. (I know – I’m a weather wimp compared to most of the rest of you people who live in much more frigid climes!)
But – doesn’t matter.
The girls gotta get tucked in and put to bed.
The rounds have to be made.
Gotta count heads, make sure there’s food, water, and that everyone is a-okay.
Thankfully, this is the time of year that the girls realize that sleeping up in the willow is a tad bit foolhardy.
But I still gotta go out and make sure everyone made it inside okay.
It’s always nice to get out there – step out of the icy wind into the protection of the coop and hear clucks of welcome.
Not gonna be sad when winter gives way to Spring, though! 🙂