In this month’s Chicken News, I’m very excited to report that all four ladies are now laying. And best of all, Beaker has fulfilled her destiny. As a Skyline she had an 80% chance that her eggs would be blue. And so they are. Nice one Beaker. You just need to sort out your ridiculous floppy comb now.
I’ve got the ladies eating out of my hand. There’s a first…
OK, so strictly speaking these two are from the end of October, but any pics of Ella are worth including.
My mum & niece
I went to visit my mum in Herefordshire. It’s great walking country, even in the mist and rain.
Nikon F90X / Kodak Tmax 400
Coco & Daisy both seemed to have perfected the stare that somehow makes me feel guilty, even though I don’t know why.
Dobble is apparently all the rage with the kids, although by the time I’ve heard of something it’s normally deader than disco.
This month’s chickens news is much the same as the last month’s: Domino and Dorothy are laying; Bluebell and Beaker need to get their finger out. Possibly quite literally…
November hasn’t disappointed; the weather’s been as completely grey and miserable as you’d expect for this time of year. But it still can surprise from time to time, and in the middle of the month was an uncharastically spectacular weekend of sunshine. We took a long walk with Coco The Cocker in the South Downs. Fujifilm X100T
I’m guessing the chickens are around 6 months old now, although it’s hard to say for sure. They’ve been here a couple of months and have settled in to their new home well. So far only two of the four are laying. Nevertheless, I’ve been really pleased to discover what lovely and fascinating companions they make.
All photos Fujifilm X100T
This is Beaker. She’s a Skyline, and the quirky one of the bunch. Which is a polite way of saying she’s as nutty as a fruitcake. She’s easy to spot as she’s the only one that slaps a comedy toupee on top of her head every morning. Skyline’s have an 80% chance of laying blue eggs, but so far, nothing. Beaker, if you’re reading this, sort yourself out please.
Dorothy is a Black Rock, and likes to wander round with a pretty gold collar round her neck. She’s the sensible one of the group and was also the first to lay.
Bluebell is a….Bluebell. She seems to be the timid one, the outsider. If there’s a pecking order, she’s the one being pecked by everyone else. And no eggs yet.
Domino was going to be a Domino, but the farm were out of stock. So she’s apparently a Grey Speckledy. I say apparently, because she still looks more like a Domino to me, but I don’t want to start an argument. She’s pretty docile, and she’s been coming up with the goods every day for the last month or so.
I’m surprised how peacefully the chickens and dogs coexist. Old Girl Daisy can barely contain her indifference, and in any case she generally ignores anything she can’t eat or can’t wee on.
Coco The Cocker want’s to play, but Beaker’s pretty feisty and a swift peck on the snout soon puts her in her place.
My life: now with added chickens. Four of them in fact. This one’s called Bluebell, and you can look forward to plenty of chicken related content in coming months. Not to mention some clucking awful poultry themed puns. You lucky people.
Nikon F90X / Kodak Tmax 400 / Developed in D76 1+1