I even admired my snowy work boots. They are so useful in the snow and in the coop, both. And they're warm.
I visited the ducks in their pen, sitting comfortably in the straw and hay on the run floor. I re-purposed the used straw and hay from the chicken coop, cleaned out yesterday, to put on the run floors for the ducks and chickens to scratch and play in. I don't let the coops get so dirty that the straw is too dirty to play in. It seems to be appreciated. I never cease to wonder that the ducks do not mind the cold. Even when it was -6 the other morning, they all tumbled out of the duck house and made their merry way to their water bucket to swim. Little Duck (Daisy) is not in this picture because she was too busy trying to eat my camera cord instead of posing nicely.
And this is what waited for me inside after checking on the ladies. I had a nice cup of tea and read the last of my issue of Mary Jane's Farm, which I picked up at the farm store with the chicken feed the other day. I wish I had room for goats and a nice small barn. Now, back to my tea and relaxation. Enjoy your weekend, all.