I've lost that loving feeling.

Although as I look out onto the garden now and see how everything is swelling and shooting up under the warmth of a May day I can't help but feel a little non-plussed. The garden was always brought alive by the presence of 'our girls' although they were often to be found digging up new plants or creating holes in the lawn when they'd chanced upon an unlucky worm. Without little Sweetie I'm like an over protective parent to our two remaining hens and have kept them in their run so far today. They have spied me and are hoping to come out and I know I'll succumb and let them have their own way but I'm so sad that the feisiest of our ladies has gone and it's taken the shine of the whole garden for a while. It's amazing how these silly yet adorable birds get under your skin. Poor little Sweetie; I miss her.