On Monday, the snow came and I woke up to a landscape dressed in white. King winter had visited us over night.
Hønsene er gået helt i baglås. De er fuldstændigt overbevist om, at det der hvide noget er dødeligt for høns. Så hele mandagen sad de i hønsehuset, hvilket er første gang, de frivilligt bliver inde. Ikke engang et skridt ud i hønsegården kunne jeg lokke dem til, næ nej!
The chickens are totally chocked. They're convinced that the white stuff is deadly for chickens. So they sat all day monday in the henhouse, which is the first time they voluntarily stayed inside. Not even a single step out into the run, oh no!
Igår kunne de dog ikke nære sig og da der var fejet sne i hønsegården og ryddet stier rundt til dørene, vovede nogle få sig ud. Så inden dagen var omme væltede de alle rundt i sneen, meget fornærmede og utilfredse med situationen.
Yesterday they couldn't resist the urge and i had cleared the run and made paths around the garden, so a few of them went out exploring. And before dusk they all were stumbling around in the snow, very dissatisfied and sulky.
I dag sner det så igen, så da jeg lukkede op for hønsene her til morgen, blev jeg kun mød af gnavne høns. Nix, vi strejker! Morgenmad på sengen, tak! - jeg tror ikke, de kommer ud igen før til Maj, hi hi.
Today it's snowing again. So when I went to let the chickens out, I was met by a grumpy bunch. No way, we're on strike! Breakfast in bed now! - so I don't recon, they will be out until May or so, "giggle"
Vi bli'r i sengen - we'll stay in bed....
Indenfor er det halvkoldt på værkstedet, men jeg fik dog disse krus klar til forglødning. Det er stentøj med begitning og underglasur deko.
Inside it's a little chilly in my studio, but I managed to get these mugs ready for bisque. They're stoneware with engobe and underglaze deko.
I guess that proves chicken can learn.
SvarSletThe zombie gnome doesn't seem to mind the cold.