My fingers were frozen the instant I crossed the threshold of the door. A sun shining clear morning brings out the blues of winter and the bitter cold. Winds danced all night. Knee high drifts creating a new topography in the yard. The coop was cozy under the glow of red light. Fresh water and a snow snack for the Mother Cluckers. They chirp with excitement. The reward is tucked into the lower left hand nesting box, like always. Three beautiful browns.