If you don't want to hear another power whine about living through the terrible cold winter, skip this posting. When we headed out to start the feeding and watering this morning, it was gorgeous. BUT, it was 13 below zero. Oh, My, Goodness.
I was amazed to find that when I got all my layers all on and waddled out there, the animals were all actually up and tolerating it just fine. Of course they all are wearing fur coats and feathers. Thus far the pipes are holding, the water is staying open with the bucket heaters in the bins and the wood stove is keeping the house warm but boy, what an adventure for the gal from Haleiwa, Hawaii.
Thank goodness for turtle fur! This is what I call polar fleece. I am a big fan of the stuff. Especially the variety made from old pop bottles. Recycle! We like that. And it makes for just slightly less bulky cold weather wear. Back in the day, of course, we had those snowsuits that once you were zipped inside you could not bring your arms down beyond parallel to the ground.
I put on tights, and a polar fleece top, then my quilted overalls, and another polar fleece top and then my Carhart vest. Three layers of socks, hats, face shields, hunting gloves, fill my pockets with gizmos, dog and donkey treats, pocket knife and I'm ready. Now, about one day out of the week, I no sooner get all this stuff on topped off with my yucky, stinky barn boots when nature calls and I need to go to the bathroom. Wonderful!