It is currently 1 degree out, "feels like" -1 degree. I don't know if other parts of the world get a "feels like" add on to their weather forecast. In the winter we have wind chill. That means it might be -10 degrees (this is all celsius) but it might "feel like" -20 degrees. That basically tells you that you need to cover parts of your face for fear of frostbite if you are out too long. In the summer we have the humidex. Does anyone else have humidex readings? That means it might actually be 28 degrees, but with the humidex it "feels like" 33 degrees. That basically tells you that you are going to have to forget about straightening your hair and you're going to sweat through your bra in a half an hour.
Regardless, it's not too bad out. I just got back from the Co-op where I did my drive by / pick up of a bag of layer crumble and a bale of course shavings. Right before our last lockdown (Dec. 26th) I bought a bag of layer mash because they didn't have any layer crumble. It's a huge waste of money. The chickens don't like it and they just pick out the bits that they do tolerate. Now they are happy as chickens can be, pecking away at their crumble and scratching around in a new bed of shavings. I have eight hens. I get one egg a day. They are well past molting and they are warm and dry and nobody's sick. They aren't brand new, nor are they too old. I go out in the morning and turn on their lightbulb. They have a large coop that they can walk around in, roost in, drink from their heated water bucket in... in essence, live the best life a chicken in Canada can live. They are a bunch of free loaders. But I won't eat them, and I won't give them away, because I still have hope. I hope that in the spring, when the days are longer and they can go out in their chicken run and scratch around in the overabundance of leaves that I dumped there in the fall, that I will be surprised by eggs in their nesting boxes once again. One can hope.