This weekend, Matt was away in Birmingham to see some friends which meant spending a rare weekend at my Parent’s. I guess with it being Mother’s Day it was well timed and the weather made it all the better.
It was warm enough to sit outside with my coffee. No jacket required.
Fynn and I wandered down to collect the eggs from the hens, soaking up some welcome warmth. He was really poorly earlier in the week so it was so nice to see him enjoying the sunshine and being his usual self, searching the field for traces of any intruders and running around like a crazy pup.
I love the lighter streaks he gets on his head and the little crimpy bits of hair on his ears.
The temperature change has set the hens in full swing again, which always means more cake baking. There were six eggs for me to attempt to juggle back. I need to remember to take a box next time.
And the old bird? Well we’re sending her indoor skydiving as her Mother’s Day present. I wonder if she’ll let me blog that?
Lucy says
The photos really remind me of my childhood and spring in the English countryside, I’m so sad to be missing it this year but know that it will come back again (well, we can hope at least what with this crazy weather!) xxx
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Lindsay says
It sounds like you had a lovely weekend! I’m visiting my parents at the moments and they have hens, I don’t think I would be too bothered but I would love a couple now! Hope your Mum has a fab time at the indoor skydiving!
Rosie says
Ahhh I miss our chickens so much, there’s nothing better than wandering down the garden to collect the eggs for breakfast!
Emmi says
Such a good post, love all those sunny pics 🙂 http://finestprocrastination.blogspot.co.uk/
Ella (@hellowonderful_) says
You know I want you to blog the skydiving! Fresh eggs are such a dream of mine.
Vicki Higham says
I have a feeling it’s going to be one of these things where you can’t take any photos and they try to sell you some for ££££££