Saturday, 24 November 2012

Where's the Ark?

Although the hens have been dusting themselves today in the greenhouse nothing else has been much out and about. A blitz of brown alerted us to the arrival of the Sparrowhawk this morning as it flashed past our bedroom window in hot pursuit of breakfast. The tiny bird evaded capture by flying into a dense shrub in Jack's garden which foiled it's pursuer and there was a flapping of wings as it untangled itself and, looking slightly ruffled, flew onto the fence so it could preen itself again before taking off on another hunt.

Once up and dressed we nipped into the local DIY store to get some coal for the stove. Despite it being a  fairly recently built building the weather was proving the victor and the staff's low tech solution was to place buckets to catch the drips, right next to the electrical and lighting aisle.
As yesterday saw us driving gingerly through a huge flood not once, but twice, I didn't really fancy having anymore wet weather situations. So today I've been indoors all day apart from opening and closing the chicken's pop holes.
Time to get the wellies out!


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