With the deepest of respect to Emmeline Pankhurst, this is Emmeline. So named because after 30mins of being in the run I made them, she pushed hard against the gate to get free & wouldn't give up. She could see the fields, trees & hedges on the other side & she was determined to explore them. She is always the first to push the boundaries.
Beautiful Mirabel, below, is very quickly becoming a lap hen. She pretty much never leaves my side. If I sit down she snuggles up at my feet for a sleep.
It was Beauty that left my heart in pieces when she allowed me to pick her up & stroke her. We then sat together, Beauty asleep squeezed hard against my belly, for an hour or so. I haven't sobbed so hard as I did when Beauty gave me that most precious of gifts... her trust.
I've also been a weavin the old willow. Here's some pics of some recent fiddlings...
I've also, also, also, also enjoyed some time on the North Coast of Devon. It's the most stunning coastline. The trees are what do it for me!
Righty then... Thats enough from me I think. Be back reeeally soon!