It was fun until the birds started landing at my feet, scream tweeting and dieing. 13° and well below freezing for almost a week. I made nesting boxes out if anything I could find. Put bread out, no takers, they didn't know what bread was. Tried a variety of things, finally cut up some fruitcake (the only one that I ever liked) it was a hit. Every hour thawing their water. Slid down twice, second time was bad, thought I dislocated my shoulder. The only way in was on foot or chopper, just breathed through the pain and moved on. Got my rock rake broke the ice and snow around house, raked it back, maybe they could find bugs.
All of my blubirds died, been hatching and fledgling out about 35 a year for the last 10 years.
Beat the ice and raked back the snow for deer, my tractor wouldn't even drive thru this mess. Fed deer a couple times a day. Then my kitchen water froze, had to cut off water, drain water heater. Heated water for my sink 'bath' everyday. Ugh so not fun. At least my pipes didn't burst.
Trees were breaking everywhere from the weight of snow and ice. Still haven't gotten the mess completely cleaned up. Then there were the cows, thank God I rolled out 7 bails of hay before it got bad. Plus feeding ten 50 pound bags a day.
Man I'm having flashbacks kek
Built a snowman, that was fun.
Birdbath before it got bad.