Category Archives: Chickens

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 →

Yesterday Butterscotch went broody again or at least I thought she was going broody from the previous afternoon. Because Peaches and Barley had both laid their egg the day before and only lay two or three days a week I … Continue reading →

A few months ago, my very good friend Jackie, made the momentous decision to move to the Isle of Wight. She has her sister and partner living there and has visited them and seen how lovely the scenery and sea views … Continue reading →

This was by fiftieth birthday gift (six years ago). This rose continues to flower until the first frost so it’s still full of flower when most of the other roses in the garden are over. The chicken’s strip is filling … Continue reading →

It’s interesting to look closely at the girls feathers and combs at this time of year. Butterscotch’s crest is almost back to her former glory and she has a tiny black comb. These two have small combs and they are … Continue reading →