Adventures in the life of an English allotment
It's been an exciting day! After waiting impatiently for over a year, the Fylde Fancy Fowl advertised that they finally had painted silkie pullets available! I confess, I may have let out a small shriek of excitement, startling my husband. I immediately messaged the breeder and reserved a gorgeous painted hen. Thankfully, my husband had... Continue Reading →
At lunchtime I went out into the garden to check on the chickens. As usual, I had to turf Stratus and Cirrus out of the nest box. As I tried to move Cirrus, I realised how dirty she was. Her previously snow white feathers were approaching a mid-grey with brown muddy flecks. On impulse, I... Continue Reading →
Today we walked down to the allotment in the glorious sunshine. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. All three bantams were out enjoying scratching and dust bathing. It was interesting to see Trixy outside after her attempt at being broody yesterday. Yesterday, I had to extract the eggs she was determinedly sitting on. The... Continue Reading →
After running a few errands around town this morning, I walked to the allotment wondering whether the rain would hold off. There had been intermittent heavy showers all morning. As soon as I arrived, I set up the stove and let the weed destroyers out. Sitting watching them is always fun and it's lovely to... Continue Reading →
Yesterday when I cleaned out Leia and Pop's coop, I had moved Leia into the top section of the nest box and dumped Pop rather unceremoniously in the Plymouth Pear tree pot. I was halfway through clearing away the old bedding when I heard some clucking coming from the pot behind me. There was Pop... Continue Reading →
This evening, after wrestling with the mushroom logs, I gave Pop a bath. She has spent a lot of today half asleep and doesn't seem to have got up on her legs as much as yesterday. Remembering that she perked up after having a bath a few days ago, I dashed home and came back... Continue Reading →
After work, I dashed down to the allotment armed with two containers full of hot water and a large plastic tub. As I arrived, I bumped into Geoff who was checking up on Pop for us. He had brought some large shavings which he thought would be better for Pop. We had a chat about... Continue Reading →
This morning I walked down to the allotment alone initially just to feed the chickens. The weather was not looking promising and I left my husband busy sorting out the lawn before it started to rain. As I first arrived, I spotted Steve de-miting the White Leghorn chickens from Phil's plot one at a time... Continue Reading →
This evening, I popped down to the allotment to water the plants. It was still very hot. As I quickly checked the chicks, two of them looked very hot. Remembering a tip I had seen somewhere online, I fished about for a shallow tray and partially filled it with water. Trying not to spill it,... Continue Reading →
Today we walked down to the allotment drenched in sunshine. It's unbelievable how long we have had with this good weather. As always, enjoy it while you can because British weather is notoriously fickle. My husband offered to start early on the digging so I left him to it - never refuse a good offer!... Continue Reading →
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