Season’s a-changin’

We’ve had a mixed bag of weather this summer.  We’ve had amazingly hot days, windy, wet and stormy days but all in all I think it’s been an ok season.

The chickens-  Apollo (“The Major”), Helena and Diana have settled in. Chris and I spent a whole weekend fencing off a huge space for them so they can have more room to explore.  The two hens took it it turns to go broody but we still managed to eat our fair share of eggs.
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Welcome to our little part of the world…

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This is a tiny weeny blog, made predominantly for me as a way of recording those little funny, poignant, sad, thoughtful moments in our lives.

I keep chickens, work for a lovely local textile designer, look after my family and grow fruit and veg.  I also LOVE sewing, crochet and knitting.  Read more about me and us here.

I’d love to hear from you if you also love any of the above!

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Liz x

A very sad day

This blog was started only a few weeks ago. I called it “Me, five hens, one rooster and a dog called Bella”. After a fox visited the farm today, I should really re-name this blog “Me, two very lucky hens and a dog called Bella”.
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Honey’s story

Honey and Bella

Honey and Bella

Honey was always a bit smaller, lighter coloured than the other hens, hence her name. Her beautiful ginger, honey coloured feathers always shone when the sun came out.
Like all the other little hens, she hadn’t started laying when she first arrived on our small holding.

One morning, I took my coffee up to the middle field to spend some time “chicken watching” (or chicken TV as Tish calls it)…. I couldn’t find Honey anywhere… This was the first time our free ranging hens hadn’t run to greet me…something was wrong. I eventually found Mini, Gwen, Red, Annie and Benny but I couldn’t find Honey.

After hours of looking, Bella the jack russell found her hiding in the bamboo patch. I thought nothing of it and put her back among her mates and went back to the house to hang the washing out…. Continue reading