Official-spring has been launched with the first eggs from our chooks. Not sure if they’re from a couple of the Pekins or the Modern Games but from what I know about my Pekins my money would be on the latter! This, combined with the blossoming-Quince and bolting-Sprouts confirms the notion that Spring is about to be sprung. Despite antarctic-gale-force winds to the contrary.
Chooks
Good things about today
The blustery onset of autumn sees Melbournians donning their woolens with a joi-de-vie unique to them. Yesterday on a quick scuttle down some bluestone laneways we were met by bright yellow scarves, tangerine beanies, and cherry red home knits. This morning cyclists flaunted their woolens with beanies under their helmets, jumpers pulled to the extremities -both upwards and downwards- and sleeves and gloves clamped down over wrists and fingers.
Meanwhile our chickens are having a feast in the too-rarely rain-soaked back yard, digging for worms, earwigs, slugs and slaters. The rain has also made it easy for me to get this year’s garlic planted, is giving the washing I just hung out an ‘extra’ rinse and best of all, my shockingly awful ‘bed-hair’ that wouldn’t respond to wax or serum has suddenly settled into ‘textured layers’ all by itself. Clever hair! 😉
tentative peace agreement
[Loud sound of knocking on wood] Happy to report that while it may not be all love and tenderness down in the chook shed these days with the four pekin bantams and the two new modern game hens it is, at this juncture, not quite the outright blood-and-guts warfare that we have been subject to for the previous few weeks with the introcution of the Silkies.
Chooks………. so much you thought you’d never need to know!
postcards from the north 