Uphilldowndale

Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Bad feather day

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The chickens have lost the plot; one is broody and appears once a day to eat, drink and emit strange clucking sounds (that drive the dog demented) before disappearing back into her hidy hole in the barn for the next 23 hours. The oldest  and matriarchal ‘Thing One’ has now just about run out of eggs,

Thing one 3 

she has access to all the egg building foods she needs, but she has simply run out of shell (HRT for chickens?) occasionally she lays us a ‘wind egg’ an egg with out a shell; I have been trying to photo one of these strange eggs for a while, but rarely do I find one intact; in an incontinent, old bird sort of way, she is not fussed where she drops them. I found this one one the barn floor, an egg with out a shell, just a membrane, its soft, squishy and translucent.

Wind egg 1

I tried to get a very arty back lit photograph to show you but failed dismally, when I clumsily broke the ‘egg’

Wind egg 2

But I hope you can see how delicate it was.

The other chucks are going into their annual moult, they have been looking scruffy for some time, and a new set of feathers is much needed, even way back, when there was snow on the ground, one of the white leg horns was not as white as she like to think she is. (notice the pink hue around her neck, that’s another story, that is yet un-blogged)

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If it ever stops raining, I’ll bring you photographs of these disheveled birds.

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

4 thoughts on “Bad feather day

  1. Like all us old birds, things start to deteriorate as time creeps up on us! Perhaps calcium is the chickens HRT?

  2. I love the snow photo!

  3. Well I learn new things all the time, poor old chicken.

  4. Pingback: Wind Egg | Uphilldowndale

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