Very early this morning we woke to this beautiful scene.
Heavy snow fell through the early hours, covering our village (and most of the UK) in a white blanket.
I don’t like snow. Yes it’s pretty to look at, but for me the novelty soon wears off.
The roofing to the walk-in chicken runs need attention, well, they need completely replacing to be fair and weight bearing snow really didn’t help matters, but we managed to clear most of it off the sheeting before it turns to ice and completely buckles the structures. This all took quite a bit of time today and our toes and fingers were really throbbing. The chickens were very suspicious of the snow and dull white sky, choosing to spend time inside the coops, sulking.
However, at least one member of the garden smallholding enjoyed it…..
She loved every moment of the snow, she’s sprawled out on the sofa snoring now.