Only got to mid 40's here, buffered by the lake probably.
But there can be 'micro-climates' created by the undulations of the land, cold air will roll downhill. Back when I used to garden, I would not plant anything outdoors until memorial day. Except planting garlic in the fall, and frost doesn't bother garlic but to nip the leaf tips.
Broken egg mess in a nest again last night, probably the old girl laying funky eggs.
2 broodies went into breaker crates.
Goldie is gone. She did well in crate yesterday, ate and drank a bunch, but when I went to put her on the roost last night her legs seemed to be failing and this morning she couldn't walk. I decided it was time, she was a great bird thru the years and the relief that she will no longer suffer is barely balanced by the sadness of her demise.
But there can be 'micro-climates' created by the undulations of the land, cold air will roll downhill. Back when I used to garden, I would not plant anything outdoors until memorial day. Except planting garlic in the fall, and frost doesn't bother garlic but to nip the leaf tips.
Broken egg mess in a nest again last night, probably the old girl laying funky eggs.
2 broodies went into breaker crates.
Goldie is gone. She did well in crate yesterday, ate and drank a bunch, but when I went to put her on the roost last night her legs seemed to be failing and this morning she couldn't walk. I decided it was time, she was a great bird thru the years and the relief that she will no longer suffer is barely balanced by the sadness of her demise.
Rough way to start the morning...
The first one almost looks line Bambi.
