There’s actually a gray sky and rain is really happening, in Phoenix! What a nice change. It’s been super cool here too, another oddity. The flock is a bit out of sorts however, as much as they would like to look for bugs in the rain, they are all cooped up in the barn. After a bout with mites, and a lengthy treatment I might add, the last thing they need is to be wet. Lucky for them, rain doesn’t linger here, it most likely will be over today… then for possibly months.
The girls seem happy enough in confinement, they have fresh shavings to play in, and of course, special treats in the feeder to keep them busy.
Pouring rain, in the 50’s, and I have 10 week old Silkie chicks who haven’t figured out their shelter is the comfort zone. I know in time they’ll all march into their raised dog house filled with hay every night to roost, but for now it’s become a manual job for me.
When weather threatens the chicks well being it’s more than a chore, it’s a problem. I couldn’t keep them safe from the elements yesterday, they were wet, and their food source was in the shelter to keep from ruin. Without a door on the shelter there was no way to keep them inside, so I went to the garage and rifled through my stash of
junk treasures looking for a solution.
Last year I bought a new stove, I felt foolish removing the oven racks and saving them, but I did it anyway. They could be used to cover a brooder box, or an emergency make- shift door on a kennel, or maybe to repair a fence.. who knows! Well, wouldn’t you know, my oven rack was a perfect fit over the opening of the coop for the chicks. Whew! All the girls are toasty warm in their shelter and Mom can relax without worry.
Heavy rain is in the forecast starting today at 4pm and is predicted to last through Saturday. This will be the first rain my just over two month old Silkie chicks have ever seen. They’re still not going into their coop at night by themselves. However, last night, when I went to put them to bed they were all gathered on the ladder just one step away from the door. That’s a welcomed improvement, I’m kinda over having to go out to the coop in the dark every night, pick up each bird one by one and place them in their nests.
Their enclosure doesn’t have a roof, so their coop and the space beneath it is their only source of shelter. It’s all adequate for their comfort, at least it would be if they’d just use it.
So, I spent the morning putting food and water in the sheltered areas, of course this was a major ordeal because I’m never satisfied with a temporary fix. Not only did I want a permanent hanging feeder and drinker, but it had to be somewhat aesthetically appealing too. I know, Really?
Under the Coop
Sheltered Roost Area
My new used garage sale shed on the patio was filled with everything a gal needs to complete this rush order project. I’ve become quite handy with PVC pipe and an array of fasteners… I love fasteners!
It’s a good morning, everything on the farm has been tied down, covered, locked, and ready to ride out the storm.
Bring it on!
The Arizona skies darken with the sudden formation of clouds teasing the valley with the threat of a summer rain. The mountains shadowed with their presence gleam with magnificent anticipation. As the scorching sun singes the horizon, its fiery presence humbly bows beneath the angry sky. Gentle breezes build in strength and the scent of moisture fills the air as droplets of rain sprinkle the sun dried foliage.
The desert floor compromised by drought changes from dingy to brilliant as the clouds spill their joyous contribution to the fruits of life. The sky rumbles and sparks of light electrify the depths of beyond, changing the peaceful drizzle to a raging downpour. The desert rejoices and the trees wake from dormancy as nature in all its glory weeps tears of joy.