The chicks have finished hatching and, as I expected, 8 out of the 9 hatched. The first one was a little fasty. It pipped at the wrong end of the the egg but made it out by itself towards the end of Day 20. Most of the chicks hatched later on Day 21 or on … More In Which The Little Fluffballs Arrive
After much anticipation, chicks started popping out all over the place. For the first time, the incubator trumped Frodo in hatching ability. I did feel like the incubator and I had come to an understanding. That’s why I left more in there than I gave to Frodo at lockdown time. Frodo hatched four of the … More Hatches, Latches & Butchering Batches
I decided to only keep one of the Australorp-Wyandotte crossbred hens, Rory or Paris, to make space for the purebreds. They are full sisters, daughters of the late Mr Bingley and the late silver laced Lorelai. They are the last of Mr Bingley’s offspring. They have both proved useful in going broody and raising chicks. … More A Pro-con List: Rory or Paris?
We had a little bit of rain one day, which we celebrated greatly, although it didn’t make much of a difference to our parched ground. While the cool, soft rain fell The Little Fulla and I sat at the table on the deck cutting a plastic container into a scoop. I’d been saving some plastic … More In Which Paris Goes Over The Edge