Author Archives: Carol

Since we first got Speckles she has always had some little feathers on her head that stuck out. When she first moulted, while with us, we wondered if she would lose them but they are a feature of hers and … Continue reading →

We weren’t completely happy with the last arch (in a set of four arches we recently put up to hold our climbing plants) but at the time we decided to live with it for a while and come back to … Continue reading →

Five seramas and four laying at any one time. They take it in turns to go broody but I feel blessed that so far it’s only one at a time and I seem able to break them in three days … Continue reading →

I love giving the girls some yogurt as a treat as I love seeing all the girls together on the patio and seeing them with their yogurt beaks. Even the bottom girls get to have their share. By the end … Continue reading →

We had this amazing thistle in the garden and the bees absolutely loved it. But it grew too big for it’s spot near the path and we decided to move it. It didn’t survive the move, sigh! Recently on a trip … Continue reading →

Last night I took my camera with me when I checked on the girls at bedtime. I was surprised to see that Speckles was next to Cinnamon. Emerald looks as if she is wondering what Speckles is doing over there. Cinnamon … Continue reading →

We have slow worms breeding in our garden. Last year we saw baby ones on our path. A few days ago we spotted a baby one on our path again. This is our first sighting this year. As their numbers … Continue reading →

For a while Emerald has held on to her last remaining tail feather but it has now dropped out. There was a bit of spinach caught in the wire and just as I took her photo Emerald reached for it … Continue reading →

Emerald and Speckles are both heavily moulting. Poor Emerald is a mass of pins and missing feathers. Speckles has an almost all white head. Look at Cinnamon’s feet in comparison to Speckles feet. We call them her “digger feet”. We … Continue reading →

Emerald, Speckles and Apricot line up in a patch of sun. Emerald stretches, lifts out her wing to the sun and dozes. Pure bliss.