Bedraggled

Had to take Mother to get her plate refitted after a tooth was knocked off it yesterday and whilst waiting I noticed a cackle of hens doing what comes naturally in the garden.

They were not particularly pleased with the attention but managed this shot of one of the hens as she looked back at me peering down at her. There was another like this one and three much larger glossy feathered hens all enjoying the garden in a dampening misty rain.