Perryville has had a terrible grey streak, and over the last two weeks I think I have seen the sun shine down on only two occasions. Needless to say, we’ve experienced a near constant drizzle, and although never a downpour, a lot of water has fallen from the sky and my backyard now consists of mud, muck, and that mixture of mud and muck around the perimeter of the yard where Joe Louis races beside the fence, rooster tailing the whole way.
For a change of pace, the rain subsided to snow yesterday morning. Our chickens set up a bivouac site on the high ground of our yard. That’s right, we were fortunate to select chickens that would know how to handle the elements.
Aside from the perimeter of the back yard, neither Joe nor I were able to run as much as we’d like this week – until last night. It was fun to feel the sting of snowflakes on my face.