Congratulations to your baby!
There is an old joke that goes: You know you are getting old when your children start to look middle aged.
Morning old folk.
Woke up to -17° this morning. 12 inches of snow on the ground and wind chill at -32. Pretty fricking miserable no matter what angle you look at it from.
Boiled potatoes for the birds, took the water and a cooler half full of hot water along with the potatoes out to them. I swear I had on so many layers of clothes that I felt like the Pillsbury Dough Girl. Had read a story about people climbing Everest and as I was marching my way up the hill into a headwind towards the coop laden down with everything from a cooler full of hot water, to buckets of feed (not to mention boiled potatoes) I couldn't help but wonder....have I reached the summit yet? Looked over to my right and saw that I hadn't even made it past the barn yet....

God I do hate this weather. Thank Him though that the birds are all hanging in there. I had rigged a heat lamp for them, hung from a chain and cable tied and wired down to within an inch of it's life and covered every window and door with plastic. The coop is like a sieve on a good day. Really need a new coop so ventilation is never a problem there but keeping the draft off the birds is a challenge.
Temp is supposed to slowly come up on Wednesday but we are looking at this next week to be just plain old miserable. How are y'all doing?