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


Not Spud on Sunday

Spud the dog would like to apologise for his lack of appearance this evening. This was due in part to the pleasure of  my friend Joss ringing up for a nice long natter (we are rarely ladies who lunch, a phone call has to suffice) … suddenly it’s 10pm and not a post written. Ahh well.

I think instead we’ll report the status of the daisy-belle chicken (Spud has an appointment at the dog groomers this week, he promises to ‘make an entrance’  and ‘strike a pose’ next Sunday.)

The daisy-belle you might remember went broody some weeks ago; it is still resolutely sitting in the old washing up bowl in the barn in a sort of broody stupor come semi hibernation sort of mode. The blue-belle actually sits on top of the daisy-belle to lay her egg as it refuses to budge out of the favoured laying place. All we end up with is an egg broken under the weight of two chickens.

The swallows that were nesting in the barn have fledged, this year five chicks, with no Darcy or Dandy to decimate. The swallow chicks are roosting on a roof timber directly above the broody  daisy-bell. They do exactly what the young of most species do… they poo indiscriminately. All over the daisy-belle. She flinches not. She is a strange old bird.




Chicken Run

It is not just the chickens that have been running around, I barely been home for the last week, well that’s how it feels. A few more days at the same pace then I’m hoping for a little rest and relaxation.

You might remember we had three new chickens. As predicted the three senior chucks were not impressed. The daisy-belle went ‘broody’ within 24 hrs of the arrival of the newbies and has been sat in an old washing up bowl in the barn ever since. Senior Warren has been terrorising the new arrivals and as of today is looking a bit peeky, maybe the stress of it all has got to her.

The new girls spent a few days in the run, getting to understand where ‘home’ is. Then we left the door open for them to   step out and start exploring their new world.

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It didn’t pan out as we expected. when three, vagrant lambs that have been stalking the lanes of late decided the grass was greenest in the chicken run.

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Poor chickens.

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We had to send teenagers to sort the pantomime out.

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Coronation Chicken

Meet one of our new girls

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She is one of three Warren Babcock chickens that we picked up yesterday,  they’re not quite at ‘point of lay’ yet.  We chose warrens this time as we’ve found them to be good layers, healthy and  robust and at £8 each much cheaper than some of the fancier breeds we’ve had such as Daisy Belle and Blue Belle (which typically cost about £14:00 a head).

We’re keeping them in the run for a day or two, until they’ve got a handle on where home is, especially at dusk. We’ve had new hens trying to roost in trees and the neighbours shed before now. There’s bound to be fun and games whilst the pecking order is established. One of the Warrens has already shown her leadership qualities.

Tonight we’ll take a wander up the hill and see if we can find a Jubilee beacon or two, but first a roast beef dinner; nom nom nom.


Getting in a Flap

WordPress tell me I should be writing posts about chickens, this is based on how many search enquiries land on my blog looking for chickens, especially Bluebelle. I’d be happy if I had time to write posts about anything.

Any road up; I’m here now, with a chicken or two.

The topic is Daisybelle  rather than Bluebelle, but then life is full of compromises.

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This is the boss of the chicken run, she can be a nasty piece of work to her underlings, chasing them around the run in a morning.  The name Daisy belle comes from the ruff of white feathers around the neck. These girls are getting on a bit, more than I had realised as this  next photo was taken in November 2007,


these girls are ancient in chicken years!

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Egg production had dwindled to almost nothing through the darkest days of winter, but now, surprisingly, give their age,  things are on the up.

Despite having three nice nest boxes in the hen house they prefer to lay in an old set of drawers in the barn. There can be a bit of a tussle for position (you can guess who wins).

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After laying and the regulation clucking and squawking (I’ve never understood the Darwinian reasoning behind chickens need to tell the world where they have just laid their eggs)  the preferred exit route from the barn is through the ventilation  slits in the  barn wall, 

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this often takes visitors by surprise.

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Counting Chickens

One, two, three, four, five… where is number six? Our  six chickens are quite biddable (for a scoop of corn) but when  I was trying to entice them back into their run the other afternoon, one of their number was missing. Most unusual .

But wait, what is this, could it be…

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It’s looking promising, the head is moving!

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I was worried for a moment, I’ve found  unpleasant things here before

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you remember I told you about Spud and his hobby of digging? Much as we dislike the ankle twisting craters he digs (we’ve had enough trauma, thank you)  in the field, the chickens it seems, love them, just the place for a late afternoon dust bath.

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The Chicken or the Egg

It is spring like here today, I might even feel the need to change the header image to something more seasonal.  The chickens have been enjoying the spring sunshine

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Here in the UK the 2011 Census is on the horizon,*

“Numbers have never been so important. On 27 March 2011, the Census 2011 takes place. Taking a snapshot across the nation, on one day once a decade, helps plan services across the whole of the UK.” 
Office of National Statistics, October 2010

it may be the last  national census in the UK, but whatever you put on the form make it honest.


There has been much debate in this household about the whys and wherefores about the Census, for some additional thoughts on the subject you can take a look at British Humanist Society campaign.



*being a government department website, it comes as no surprise to me that the web page uses a different format to the rest of the Internet