Saturday 17 February 2007: Red hen
Our red hen, Our red hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen.
(only bit of this nursery rhyme I can remember)
Sunny morning, hens are on the hunt. They seem to think my wellies are fair game. Our hens aren't so much free range, more wild wild west. One has taken to chasing cars. Thankfully the road isn't busy so she's not caught any... yet!