I have been laughing today at the chickens, leaping up to secure a fat red berry from the raspberry canes. I thought it would be good for them to get a bit of exercise. As long as they don't land on anything to cut or bruise their feet and cause bumble foot they will be fine and of course around the raspberries we have the old bark chippings that the hens had in their run before I cleared it out for fresh chippings. This habit of recycling is paramount to gardeners (although I can hardly call myself a gardener, just a plant lover) and with the addition of well rotted chicken manure is perfect for the raspberries.
The chickens had made quick meals of the lower raspberries but now some of those ruby jewels are as high as my waist which means they are all for us! But you know me and those darn chickens. I just can't say no to them. Here Buckster gets one of her Five a Day!
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