If you look through the tops of the sweetcorn you can see a black shape on the hen run. It's only Socks, the next door neighbour's cat basking on the top. Cat ona hot tin roof, if you will!
Meanwhile the hens have decided to have a sit down on the grass infront of the run. In the foreground I have covered some late planted cabbages to warm them up and give them a fighting chance whilst keeping those blooming slugs off! The pak choi behind them are for the chicks so they keep off the main ones.
Socks loves the fence, it's an easy route for her from the field behind to our back door.
But what is this I spy in Jack's garden? Only an errant chicken enjoying the sunshine - is the grass greener for Shakira?
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