Life in Tasmania's Huon Valley, by a blow-in from the mainland
Friday, June 21, 2013
All the ladies in the house
Russell the rooster is a happy lad. He now has six ladies to cluck and fuss over, and all seems good in the freshly cleaned chook house. One hen has started laying (quite small speckled eggs to start with), and I'm hopeful that with the approaching winter solstice, others will start up soon. Three are only young pullets, but they are growing fast. I am really enjoying seeing all seven Barnevelders roaming around the place. Even if for most of this week it was in the rain and fog. Each evening, I've had to chase a pademelon out of the chook shed or the girls won't go inside. It doesn't bother Russell though - he's up on the perch by 4.30pm!
Escaped Sydney in 2010 for a piece of paradise in Tasmania's Huon Valley. I'm a keen walker, remote worker, incompetent gardener, Bernese Mountain Dog owner, fan of almost anything German (food, language, cars, beer), amateur linguist, chook fancier, childfree.