Our New Life in the Country: Just Two Hens

Thursday, 15 June 2017

Just Two Hens

"I don't know what to do with myself, the corn was nice, the water was cool, I've laid an egg but there's no one left in the henhouse to talk to ....

... oh hello where are you going?"

"I'm going this way."

"That way ... oh I was going the other way."

"Oooh which way should I go?"

"Come with me if you like .... I've heard there are lots of worms and grubs under the old apple tree."

"Worms and grubs .... oooh yes, wait for me."

Just Two Hens xx

8 comments:

Louise Stopford15 June 2017 at 15:40
Oh gosh - What's happened to your chooks in Chicken World? Have you just got 2 remaining and will you be getting more?
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The Weaver of Grass15 June 2017 at 16:41
Nice golden eggs then from all those worms and grubs.
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justjill15 June 2017 at 16:44
I was a bit worried then too! Beautiful, I still miss mine.
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Simon Douglas Thompson15 June 2017 at 17:40
Ha you had me worried then too!
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Practical Parsimony15 June 2017 at 23:02
Funny! I like to talk for my hens, too. Otherwise, how will people know what they are saying?
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Jembella Farm16 June 2017 at 05:47
Couldn't you just sit and observe hens all day?? I could, they are such characters. :) X
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Louise Stopford16 June 2017 at 10:52
Oh I am so glad you have still got your girls. I get it now, it's just those two hogging the lime light and fancied being photographed.
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This was my Blog, just me writing about our day to day life learning all about and then living the smallholding life. First we started on a farm in Oxfordshire, then we moved to a smaller place in Berkshire (both in England) and then we found a place of our very own at the bottom of a hillside in North Wales. Along for the ride were all our various animals, and we ended up with just our dogs, Suky and Mavis, our cat Ginger .... who secretly thinks he's one of the canine gang, a sheep called Ethel who wandered in off the road and stayed... and a roving band of egg laying chickens that live cheek by jowl with the local wildlife.

We grow our own fruit and vegetables, selling surplus plants and edibles at the gate. We sell the eggs the chickens lay, we reuse, recycle and rethink ... and life ticks over at a pace that suits us.

It was simply the wild and wacky ramblings of a 50 something townie turned country girl called Sue, who lost her heart to a sailor and started a new life in the country .... many years ago. On a path that took us from Cumbria to Oxfordshire, to Berkshire and then we found our home at the bottom of a wet and windy Welsh hillside by a busy main road.

Pull up a chair, grab a coffee and relax into a world of dogs, cats, chickens, polytunnels and veggies with the occasional grass munching sheep thrown in for good measure.

Sue xx

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