It’s November now, and snowing lightly. I took a few photos with my phone this morning, trying to capture the chickens coming out into their first snow. Well, for the West Flock it truly is their first snow, and they did great, came right out (most of them) and followed me out to where I tossed some scratch grains for them. A few of them huddled under the eaves and just watched, so I threw some grains to them too. The East Flock (our older hens) had seen and foraged in snow last spring, but they were the bigger babies when I opened the door to their coop this morning. They just stood their looking at it, at me, clucking and making their little “I don’t think I like this” clucks. It took a lot of grain tossing before they came out at all, and they were very tentative even then.

But I got no good photos of them in this snow, nothing that showed their emotions.  Just some muddy ground and a dusting of wet snow and a few molty chicken butts (the East Flock is molting and some of them look pretty darn scrawny right now).

So instead, I offer you three photos I took on October 12, before we had resurrected this blog.  It was a fine foggy October morning, and I took these three pictures as I walked over to the East Flock to let them out for the morning.  Hope you enjoy our colors.

Sumac and grass in the fog

Cobweb dangling from the grass

Sun rays through the trees