Charli's Chooks had their first taste of snow this morning — and they were not keen. I was surprised just how much snow there was at the chicken patch. The hens live at around a 1000 feet, 600 feet or so above the village where only some chilly rain was falling at daybreak.
Up at the 'High Chookeral', it was deep and crisp and even. The hens stood in the popholes and stared for a while. One found her way onto the roof and then flew over to one of the shelters. A couple edged around the house on the thin strip of grass in the lee of the coop, but for the most part the hens stayed in the warm. I took pity and moved their food and water in there for a hen "duvet day".
A couple of hours later I cleared a strip of grass with the shovel and they piled out for a look around. They are going to have to get used to snow sometime.