And then there is February....

I should not complain because sub zero temperatures and snow is not unusual for February.  It's just that the bulbs are up and about and I was mentally preparing for sowing my tomato seeds.  I think they call this a reality check.  Last week is a very long time ago.

Our three girls are not unhappy in the snow.  In fact they look at me rather disdainfully as I plod around the plot looking like a sherpa.  Today they looked quite surprised that I found it a struggle to clean them out . 

The coop was frozen, the watering can, likewise, and the water bowl needed de-frosting twice.  Still, my hands were toasty warm.  I wear a pair of 'Thinsulate' gloves with a 'Hottie' stuffed into each one and then a large pair of rubber gloves.  I don't think I could thread needles but dealing with chicken poo and straw is fine.  I wore two pairs of socks and thick, fleece lined rubber boots but the girls seem to manage fine with nothing at all on their feet!

We were due to go and see friends tonight, for supper and a good catch up.  However, they live further north in the Peak District, so that is a no no even with a shovel in the boot of the car.  There is an inch and a half of snow here and it is still falling.  Up there, who know what it could be like in the next half hour.   Buxton is probably cut off already!