In the summer we look at our clothes closet and say "why do we have these fleece jackets and long pants? Will we ever wear them again?" Now we go "short sleeves? shorts? sandals? When, if ever?" I suppose ours is a typical landlocked climate, one of extremes.
It is not bad during the day, at least we do get above freezing, but at night the temperatures are in the teens. All is well if your animals are the indoor type: Emma and Shawna have it made. But it's the outside ones ... We are feeding birds, chickens and horses as if there is no tomorrow, but the real problem is water.
Last year we relaid out the outside waterlines deeper into the ground and installed cold water faucets, a huge improvement. But when the buckets and founts freeze, even inside the coop, we have to come to the rescue. I fill the bird bath every morning with warm water and break the ice on the wildlife dish, and we are staying ahead of it.
It is much appreciated. While cooking pancakes this morning I noticed a hummingbird on the feeder, at 17 degrees, and a Cooper's hawk in the ash tree who flew off when three coyotes came to drink. More freezing nighttime temperatures for the next couple of days.
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Brrrrrrrrr! I literally cannot conceive of that kind of cold lasting more than 24 hours. We do get the occasionalnight in the teens ... like oneevery five or six years.
You are making me feel very whimpy! Ill try sending you warm thoughts! Good luck.
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