Tuesday, December 22, 2009

What Is That?

What is that stuff? Kristine called out that the chickens were on the porch trying to eat the snow. When I opened the slider I could hear the tiny snow hitting the porch with a tick, tick, sound. I guess the hens thought I was throwing treats out for them to eat. It is cold out. The chickens went to bed early way before they usually go in the coop; they are no dummies.

I went in the coop and made sure the hens had lots of pellets and I filled up their grain bin. One of these days the chickens are going to surprise me with lots of eggs, but I don't think it is going to happen until it warms up and the days get longer. A few eggs are better than no eggs. The pretty brown eggs Tom bought at the store look fine, taste different and I notice a faint barnyard smell to them after I cook them. Strange. I want my chickens eggs. Sigh.

Morgan wants in too. It would really snow if we had some rain. If some moisture moves in tonight, I may wake up to a lovely white world. I thought it was tiny hail, but I was voted down by the snow experts in the family.

I wanted to find out and looked up snow in wiki here and now know more than I wanted about snow. I guess the snow on the deck is snow pellets. Or not? Maybe it is soft hail? Snow flakes are so beautiful.

I remember the first time I cut out a paper snow flake. It must have been a second or third grade art craft and I was so surprised when I unfolded the paper to find a lovely snow flake. I feel the urge to fold and cut some paper and create a Christmas snow flake for the window. Or ceiling? I found a tutorial here. I forgot how to fold the paper. I like the simple Christmas homemade items. Paper chains anyone. Oh, I loved the smell of that school paste.

I usually read The Telegraph as part of my online news regime, and this morning I ran across this article here that I feel vindicates my mutterings to myself sometimes when thinking through problems or making plans. I usually catch flack for thinking out loud from people who think they are funny. Ha! I hate it when people make fun of others because of habit or for the sake of what they think is humor. I guess I'm just a fragile flower.

[2 eggs today]
My breakfast!

Smiles
~:>

5 comments:

Marie Anne said...

My girls wouldn't come out of the coop when we got snow last week, I had to scoot them out. They're still not sure what to do with it.

You asked what kind they are - they're Barred Rock/New Hampshire mix. They're just 'coming of age' and only one is laying now and she's only give me 3, but I don't have light out there so I'm not expecting great things.

Chicken Boys said...

I still would like some snow here. But we're expecting rain and temps near 60 on Christmas day. Maybe you were getting sleet?
~Randy

Gus, Louie and Callie said...

Poor Morgan. We sure hope you get some real snow for Xmas.. Now paper snow flakes are nice but the real thing??

Big Sloppy Kisses
Gus, Louie and Callie

lisa said...

I think homemade snowflakes are so neat. My husbands aunt made us one a couple of years ago and pasted it on construction paper with sparkles. So, cool!

Callie said...

Marie Anne:They are very pretty hens. Hope you and I both get a lot of eggs soon.

Chicken Boys: Sleet? Don't know. Maybe? 60 sounds pretty nice for Christmas!

Gus, Louie and Callie: Making a paper snowflake was fun!

lisa: Yes, I remember decorating snowflakes with glitter. Lots of fun!