Winter did arrive this week. I've had a stomach bug, yippee. Nothing goes with chiseling frozen chicken poop out of the coops in the morning like fever & nausea.Despite the time of year they still seem to be finding plenty to eat.
However, when I go out to warm up waterers in the afternoon, I suck it up as long as possible to chaperone as they range. They don't venture out much without me there – their predator radar is high this time of year – but are finding a lot to eat in the grass.
Eula with chickweed. They seem to only eat this plant in the winter.
Hazel excavating DH's grass for all those tasty invisibles.
In the protected yard, they like seeds from the "weeds" we let grow in there, mainly aster, ironweed, and wingstem. These leggy plants look a mess, and it's ridiculously difficult not to yank them to make the yard more manicured, but the mess is too useful. Food for pollinators, shelter from raptors, yada yada.