Carol's Chickens

When we had the chicken run built we had it built with the existing large shrubs and the apple tree left inside it. We planted the apple tree when we moved here eight years ago.

The apple tree produced more apples each year than the year before and they were really good to eat. What I hadn’t anticipated was that once the apple tree was enclosed with weld mesh the bees stopped coming in to pollinate the blossom. For the last three years there have been no apples at all on the tree.

I wasn’t that bothered because I thought it was nice that the run had a tree and the chickens are much more important to me than having apples. The tree also looks very pretty when it is in blossom.

The chicken’s apple tree

Apple blossom

This year I thought I might experiment with pollinating the blossom myself using a small paint brush. As I give the girls apples in the afternoon, to give them something to peck at, it would be good if they had their own supply for a while.

I have no idea if this will work but there is nothing to lose so I will give it a go. Watch this space.

Today Jackie and I arranged to see each other and we went to the allotments to pick a bagful each of dandelion leaves for our girls.

Jackie said she had my birthday present but couldn’t wait for my birthday (which is the twenty fifth of May) to give it to me.

Jackie knows that I always call my flock girlie’s, I often think that they must all think their name is girlie. She thought I could hang this plaque over the corner where the girls have their dandelion patch and where Amber is laid to rest. As soon as I got home my husband hung it for me.

My birthday present from Jackie

Bleeding hearts

I thought that after Amber’s recent passing these bleeding hearts just outside the run seemed appropriate and beautiful.

I just love my plaque, thank you Jackie.

It’s been hard to get back to my blog after losing Amber. It’s odd when I go in the run and do a head count to see who is laying and count seven instead of eight. It’s odd in the morning when I poop pick the coop and Amber isn’t standing in the nest box watching me and chatting away.

The day she went the girls stayed together in a tight group all day. The first evening after she was gone the girls all perched up together on one perch instead of spread out like they usually do.

When I cleaned the coop in the morning the poop was all under one perch instead of spread out evenly as it usually is.

The oddest thing of all was that the next day Honey followed my every move as I poop picked the run all the time making a sad little whimpering noise. I really think she was missing Amber.

Everything moves on of course and I thought a good way to kick start the blog again was to look to the garden. It’s bluebell time in the garden so I thought would try to capture this.

Morning tulips among the bluebells

Afternoon tulips among the bluebells

Bluebells

Bluebells and helibore

Spring colour

I have been looking at recent photos of Amber and she looked so good. At least she went out on a high, looking her best and not suffering. We have two years of memories of her and I will always remember her when I see the bluebells.

This has been a difficult post to write. I was shocked to find Amber dead this morning. At first light I could hear Peaches and Barley shouting. I couldn’t decide whether to go out and investigate but as they lay most days and had missed laying yesterday I decided that they were probably just about to lay. I recognise their shout as it’s quite distinct from the other girls and they always do a bit of shouting before laying. Being as it’s Saturday and we had no need to be up early I decided to stay in bed a bit longer.

When I went out to the run as soon as I was through the gate I saw a body just outside the pop hole. I knew it was Honey or Amber and as soon as I got close I realised it was Amber. She was on her back and her head feathers were raised so it seems that she had been dragged out of the coop. I realised that was what the shouting was about and felt bad that I hadn’t gone out although it wouldn’t have changed anything. There was a bare patch in the coop just inside the pop hole and she had some shavings on her so I felt sure she had died just inside the coop and been dragged out. She hadn’t been touched other than that.

I picked her up and there was no obvious sign of anything wrong with her. She has always been the runt of the litter with her small size, her little hump shaped back and her inability to lay eggs. We always knew she was vulnerable but lately she has looked in the peak of health. Even in death her face and comb were a lovely red colour.

I laid her on a sheet of paper (a catering sheet) in the shed while I did the morning poop pick. I sobbed as I worked, I just couldn’t help myself.

We have had her exactly two years this month which is longer than we thought we would have her. We thought we were going to lose her so many times in the past but recently she had been so well that this came as a total shock.

Yesterday Jackie and I collected some broccoli stalks from the allotment for both our flocks. I took some photos of the girls with the broccoli intending to take some more photos once the broccoli was stripped and use them in a post. Little did I know that they would be my last photos of Amber. Amber joined in with the broccoli enthusiastically and you can see from the photos that her comb is a lovely red colour.

Broccoli stalk

The girls are enjoying the broccoli

Amber is on the left and Honey on the right. Amber has a lovely red comb and was enjoying the broccoli.

Amber had only laid one egg this year and that was five weeks ago. Despite that she would have a twirl round or sit a while in the nest box most mornings when I clean the coop. I know that whatever has caused her death it is probably to do with the little bump on her back and her egg laying problems. I know that the fact that she wasn’t laying eggs meant there was a problem and yet she was chatty and lively and seemed fine.

Yesterday she enjoyed the broccoli and when my husband swept up the dirt the girls had scratched onto the path and tipped it in their run she sprang to it to pick out the blossom petals from it. She also went running round the run with grapes at lunch time in the same way as she always did. She chatted, dust bathed, ran around and scratched in the dirt as usual. At bedtime she perched up next to Honey. When I put the girls to bed and lifted her down to the coop she was just the same as usual. In fact I thought how full all their crops were after their feast on the broccoli.

That’s why it was such a shock this morning. On the positive side she wasn’t unwell and didn’t suffer. She didn’t need any trips to the vet and I didn’t have any difficult decisions to make. She had a stress free life with no one pulling feathers and none of the feeling ill when laying eggs that she had had in the past and she had had a good last day feasting on broccoli.

We decided to bury her in the garden but our garden is so full that it’s difficult to find a space where a deep hole can be dug. I decided to lift the dandelions from the girl’s strip of garden next to the run and bury her there. My husband dug a really deep hole and I wrapped Amber in the sheet of paper. I then planted the dandelions over her. It seemed fitting somehow that she was underneath the dandelion patch and next to her flock.

My husband made a rough cross from our kindling. He said that although it was a bit crude it’s what they do in the westerns and I was quite touched.

Amber’s resting place

Honey and Peaches are watching over her.

When I picked Amber up this morning Honey and Barley had a little spat. Amber had been next in line below Honey and I think that Honey was showing Barley that she is now next in line below her.

Each time I go into the run I always do a quick head count to see who is missing so that I can check who is laying. It has been weird today counting seven instead of eight. My husband said that he would miss her too.

She was so full of character, feisty, funny, chatty and so cute looking. Of the two of them Amber had a prettier face and shape than Honey and she had more personality.

I wanted to end with a few recent photos of Amber as my tribute to her.

Amber in the nest box

Amber used to stand in the nest box like this nearly every morning while I poop picked.

Amber’s sweet little face

Amber had such a sweet face and always looked so cute.

Amber on the coop

Amber liked to get on eye level with me and would jump on to the coop to chat to me.

I will really miss her.

In past gardens we have always had vigorous clematis but in our current garden which has a chalky soil we have lost many clematis plants and given up trying to grow them. There is just one variety which has really thrived and luckily it’s the one I think is the prettiest.

Close up of clematis blooms

Clematis blooms in the sunshine

Such a pretty plant

If only one clematis plant thrives in our garden I am glad that it is this one.

The day before yesterday Topaz laid her first egg in seven weeks after a week of not sitting on any eggs laid by the other girls. “Hurrah!” I thought.

Topaz had laid her egg in the afternoon so when she was sitting in the right hand little coop the next morning I thought “uh oh!”. I knew it would be too soon for her to lay again. I heard Barley shouting and checked the coops to find that Topaz was now in the left coop with Toffee.

A little later Toffee was back out so I decided to move Topaz out of the coop and found that she had been sitting on Barley and Toffee’s eggs. Does she really want to go broody again after laying only one egg! She came out shouting as usual but once distracted she stayed out.

This morning Emerald went in to the left coop. When I checked a little later Topaz was now in the left coop. After Topaz had been in there quite a long time I decided to move her and found that she was sitting on Emerald and Sparkle’s eggs. Sparkle’s eggs are quite distinct, oval with little spots on them. Once again Topaz was shouting and taking her anger out on any of the girls that came near her but she stayed out.

Does this mean that she is back in what I think of as her broody limbo. Is Topaz destined to be like this all the time and rarely lay any eggs. It does seem possible.

Topaz has appeared to be in what I call, a broody limbo, for the last couple of months. This means she doesn’t lay eggs and at any chance possible she would go into a nest box where another girl was laying and would sit on any eggs laid until I remove them. She would then come out of the nest box shouting and when another girl lays an egg the whole thing starts all over again but she didn’t fully commit to it.

She didn’t settle into a nest box for the duration like she did last summer when we were away a for a few days and didn’t remove the eggs. I wondered how long this would go on  as this was a new experience for me.

About five days ago Topaz stopped bothering to go in and sit on eggs. She stopped bothering going into the nest boxes at all. I wondered if a change was taking place.

Yesterday morning Peaches and Emerald laid their eggs in the left little coop and I removed them. Toffee had been looking in the left coop as if ready to lay her egg. When I next checked Topaz was in the left coop and I wondered if she was getting ready to lay again.

I checked  back a little while later and Topaz was now out in the run. I checked the left coop and there were two eggs. I felt certain that they were Toffee and Topaz’s eggs. Peaches and Barley’s eggs are white and Emerald had laid hers earlier. Honey only lays every two or three days and lays in the main coop nest box and her eggs are smaller and Amber hasn’t laid an egg since her first one this year. Sparkle laid the day before and her eggs are a distinct oval shape and often have little spots on them. These eggs were both the darker colour but one egg was dotted with little calcium blobs so I deduced that this was Topaz’s egg and she is back in lay. She had laid her last egg seven weeks ago.

Hurrah! This appears to be the end of Topaz’s broody limbo and it looks like she will be back laying eggs again. This is really good news. Well done Topaz, egg number nine this year. Perhaps she is back on track. Maybe she will even be better tempered now that she is back to “normal”, we can but hope.

Here is my hyacinth bucket a week later than my last photo of it with the blooms just reaching their peak.

Hyacinth bucket

I love the way the tulips react to the sun. In the morning and evening they are closed.

Closed tulips

Once the sun is on them they open and show their centres.

Open tulips

Yellow tulip

A week later and the buds on this shrub are now fully open.

Begonia

Shrub in full flower

Our pot of alyssum is now in full flower.

alyssum

It seems that there is a lot of white in the garden now and all the shrubs that were in bud a week ago are now in full flower.

This shrub is in full flower

I said in my last post that primula will self seed absolutely anywhere and this is an example.

Primula will self seed anywhere

It is amazing how much the garden changes in a week and it’s so lovely watching it unfold.

I took some photos of the garden a week ago but didn’t get round to doing the post I had intended as there were so many chicken things happening.

I have now taken some more photos a week later and already the garden is changing so I decided to do two posts, one of the garden a week ago and another of the garden now.

A week ago the flowering cherry tree was in full blossom but it has now passed over already.

Cherry blossom

A week ago the tulips were just in bud but are now fully open.

Tulips and helibores

primula denticulata

Different coloured primula

A week ago the white hyacinth was at it’s peak but has now gone over.

White hyacinth

Buds

This shrub was in bud a week ago but now is in full flower.

Primula and pulmonaria

More primula and pulmonaria

Primula and pulmonaria self seed all over our garden and at this time of year the garden is a mass of blue and yellow. I have given these plants to all our friends and neighbours and they still fill our garden. I love the spring colour they bring to the garden.

Yesterday Emerald had a broody day. The day before she had been in the nest box for quite a long time without laying an egg which had made me wonder if she was feeling broody. Yesterday Sparkle and Honey laid their eggs first and I collected them. Barley went into the left coop and later emerged shouting but by then Emerald had gone in the left coop.

I realised that Emerald had been in the coop a long time so went to investigate. She was all fluffed up. I reached under her and found Barley’s egg and Emerald’s egg. Emerald is such a sweet girl and totally different from Topaz. She allowed me to pick her up without any protest. I put her down outside the nest box and stroked her. I tempted her with a few sunflower hearts and she went off without making a sound.

Topaz would peck me and come out shouting but Emerald was so sweet about it. A little later I checked again and she had returned to the same coop. I lifted her out again and she rushed off to have a dust bath. I thought this was a good sign.

I checked a little while later and she was back in.  I picked her up again and put her outside and she rushed off to a lump of plant roots I had put in the run a few days earlier and furiously pecked and scratched at it. My husband said it looked as if she was taking her feelings out on that instead of me.

A lump of plant roots for the girls to peck at

This is the lump of root that Emerald ran to and pecked at furiously.

My husband checked on her later and she was in the coop again but this time he said she rushed out at speed and went straight to the food dish. By now it was quite late in the day and I was pleased that this time she stayed out.

After their pre-bedtime corn I checked again and some of the girls had gone to the high perches ready for bed but Emerald had returned to the left coop. I have never known any of the girls to go to one of the coops at bedtime. I picked her up and popped her on the high perch. She was such a good girl and didn’t protest but set about preening.

At dusk she was still on the perch with the rest of the girls so I put them all in the coop for the night.

Today Emerald hasn’t been in the nest box at all so I am hopeful that this has been enough to break her of it. With eight girls and three nest boxes, I really don’t want two broody girls.