Author Archives: Carol

Both yesterday and today the girls were perching together in a line but on a different perch each day. They are such a together flock. In a few days time I might rock their world a little with the addition of new … Continue reading →

This week has been a bit busy and I have slipped behind with blogging. Last Saturday my husband collected his mum from up north for a two week stay with us. It was her ninety sixth birthday. We bought her … Continue reading →

Peaches and Barley have always been an inseparable pair of girls. They are often sitting together like this or dust bathing together. They couldn’t sit much closer together if they tried. We often think they look like a pair of … Continue reading →

Speckles is still dropping feathers. She has a very pale comb and a short tail at the moment. Her two little feathers that stand up on her head have returned and her head has a lot more white than before … Continue reading →

After Butterscotch had gone Toffee wanted to sleep out in the run for the first three nights. I chased her into the shed each night and on the fourth night she went in by herself and has done so ever … Continue reading →

I love the way our path zig zags beyond the veg patch and the edging plants tumble over it. It will look better still when the plants on the right edge of the path fill in and tumble over it … Continue reading →

Since Butterscotch left the flock Toffee had chosen to sleep outside in the run for three nights. Last night I knew things were changing. When we went up after dinner and gave out the usual dandelion leaves Toffee was no … Continue reading →

The day I wrangled with the decision of taking Butterscotch to Moira was a really horrible day. Dealing with Butterscotch’s story was enough to post that day so I put the other matter aside for another day. I had come … Continue reading →

At bedtime the day before yesterday, without Butterscotch, Toffee decided she wanted to sleep outside in the run. Toffee is usually first in the chicken shed at bedtime because she likes to take her place against the wall of the … Continue reading →

I agonised over this decision yesterday and decided to call Moira at the farm for a chat to help me make up my mind. I am not happy that Butterscotch hasn’t been able to keep her head feathers, let alone … Continue reading →