Changes afoot here on the Windswept Acre. Dennis left us to go to his new home last night and things seem very quiet around here now. The girls seem a little subdued without him, but I am sure they’ll enjoy growing their feathers back. He was a bit of a rough handler… we got a clear look at a couple of the Rocks in their nesting boxes this morning and there are no signs of parasites. We are pretty sure that the feather loss is all down to Dennis. I was inordinately pleased by the hens letting me stroke them and admire the irridescent emerald green of their plumage this morning. One of them made little cooing sounds as I stroked her – I think she may have liked it!
The wind got up last night — and almost took the black plastic sheeting from the garden. We have been out in a bracing breeze this morning, weighting it all down again.
I won Â£10 this morning, courtesy of the scratch card that my MiL sent me in my thingie card.
Feeling very out of sorts and mugwumpish today. I am going to cook lunch now and then intend to hibernate with some knitting this afternoon. Added chocolate would be good… I wonder if there is a good fillum on the iPlayer.
Hope I feel more sociable by the weekend!
Over, and out. I have risotto to make.