Experience Is The Greatest Teacher

Sparrows on icy winter branches and
ravens  flying over head with frosted wings.

The temps have been dropping down from 20 to 6 degrees between 4 am and 7 am the past few days. I made my mind up before going to sleep that I would get up early to turn on the heat lamp in the coop.



I got up at 5 am got my warm clothes on and filled the water buckets, with warm water, in the kitchen sink. I stepped out into the new snow. It was so beautiful outside. Everything was enveloped in an icy fog. I made my way to the coop. I had my Yak Trax (crampons) on. They help me feel confident on the new snow. The snow from last week had turned to ice.

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I took off the blue tarp I had clamped across the front of the coop to stop the wind and snow from entering. I noticed one of the door latches were unhitched by the strong winds last night.


I opened the door with gloved hands because flesh can stick to freezing metal. The freshly filled water bucket was set inside the coop, the heat lamp was turned on, and the feed was replenished, along with some very desired dried meal worms, and sunflower seeds.



The bucket I had in there was frozen solid so I removed it and set it where the sun would help the ice to melt. My ducks and hens have a small insulated room where they roost. There was not so much as a quack or a peep while I was in there except for Fae, our white Plymouth Rock hen who came out and began eating. She looked great, unscathed by the bitter cold.

I shoveled the paths and cleared the corral along the fence so the llamas could eat their hay. The green hay looked so beautiful against the white snow. My hair was frozen and I had white frost where my breath had flowed in and out. 

Overhead I saw the ravens flying from the west. I could see their under wings were frosted with ice. 

Raven's wings and power line were frosted with ice.

I enjoyed my time out in the snow. As I opened the gate to walk back into the house, I looked back at the at the rising sun and low clouds which hung along the foot of the mountains. 

I looked back as I opened the gate and felt so thankful.

I can not express enough what living on this little farm has taught me about caring for our animals and myself. It has made me strong and capable of doing things I did not know I could do.



Being a farmgirl is not easy at first but you learn by doing. All the books about farming and animal care can help but it is the experience that is the greatest teacher.

Deborah Moen
Deborah's Little Gems
Little Utah Farm

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