When I went out to feed this morning, it was gently snowing, the ground was covered with a fresh dusting of snow, it was just lovely.
I enjoy feeding on mornings like this, it wasn't too cold, just beautiful, peaceful and quiet. One hen had already laid an egg which I deposited in my coat pocket.
I came back into the house to get a small bucket of warm water with some Apple Cider Vinegar in it for my goats. As I leaned over the sink, I heard a popping sound, but it didn't register at first. It wasn't until I was going through the kitchen with my bucket that figured out what the popping sound was. Oh well, that old coat needed a good washing anyway.