One of my favorite farm chores is getting up at dawn on a clear morning and feeding the chickens.
Chickens are such joyous animals in the morning. They get noisy when I go into their area. The noise level gets louder and louder as they hear me open the feed bucket and fill the feeders and finally, when the doors to the chicken tractor are opened they come pouring out flapping wings (and this current group is still small enough to be able to get a few inches off of the ground) and crowd around the newly filled feeders and the waterer and fill up after a night long fast.
After feeding he birds, the coffee is done brewing and I go back in the house and grab a cup.