As you can see, this past blizzard left the beehives completely covered in snow. Each hive sits upon two cinder blocks. The snow covered those cinder blocks and fell until the first lower deep (box) was completely covered in snow. This was the most snow my hives had seen in a long time.
|Oyster Cracker gives me the stink eye!|
A huge winter blizzard is heading our way. I took the time yesterday to clean the coop, cover the run with some plastic and refill all the feeders and waterers. This morning when I opened the coop, the winds were beginning to whip and a wet light snow was beginning to fall. Surely the chickens sense that the storm is coming. Just what do they do when there is an impending storm?
They scratch in the run.
They lay eggs.
They eat their fill of chicken feed.
They fluff their feathers.
They take dust baths.
They snuggle together on the outside roosts.
They take naps.
They peck at the head of cauliflower in the run to prevent boredom.
Oyster Cracker gives me the stink eye when I can’t snuggle at the moment.
Hmm…seems just like what they do every day.
I don’t think the chickens care that the blizzard is coming. They are acclimated to the weather and to them, this is just another day in chicken paradise, at least until they realize that there will be no free-ranging for a bit due to snow up to their eyeballs that the weather man is predicting!
Photo Credit: Tilly’s Nest
We are expecting a large snowstorm tonight into tomorrow afternoon. The winds are expected to reach up to 60 mph. I hate storms like this. The good news is that none of us need to be anywhere in the morning. I have locked the chickens into their coop and I put the tarp over the run. Last year in a storm like this, we woke to find trees down. I hope this will not be the case. None the less, I was given a snowblower for Christmas; just in time.
Despite the weather, Dolly is still broody. I still remind her a few times during the day to eat and drink. I also noticed when I gave her the medication this morning, she pulled her breast feathers. Broodiness includes pulling out chest feathers. Being in direct contact with the skin keeps the eggs warmer. She uses the feathers to line her nest. This afternoon, I removed an egg from underneath of her. She fussed a little but seemed to understand. The snow floated from the sky onto her back while the nesting box was open. The egg was toasty warm regardless of the winter chill and snow.
I’ve been thinking maybe I should just let her sit on the eggs. I fear the chicks would perish from their inability to keep warm. During their first week of life, chicks need a sustained temperature of 95 degrees F. I’m just not sure that she can achieve that. I would hate to removed dead chicks from the coop in Winter.
I am praying that her broody spell is lifted soon. God knows that hormonal women are difficult to reason with, including hormonal hens. For now, maybe the snow gods are the one’s I should be talking to. Perhaps, I can convince them not to dump 2 feet of expected snow on us.