As the wind blew outside, I looked out the window and shivered. "It's gotta be cold out there," I said. "Even for chickens." Matt asked the temperature. "How cold is it in the coop?" I pulled out my iPhone, and opened the My Backyard Weather app. "It says 6 degrees. Brrr." The chicks are five …
Adventures in urban farming
Chicken Scratch Fever 