Stories of cute Roostery things, Wet chicken dinners and other things
There are just some blog posts that can have me tipping off my chair with raucous laughter. At the expense of the very talented Steve at Globspot I read his little story about a cute little roostery/chicken thing (Steve's own words there) that turned into the chicken demon from hell. He'll be wearing anti-rooster armour after his little encounter with the cute roostery/chicken thing. Yes I know all about roosters. One nearly took my youngest one's eye out and another terrorised Inaya. Rossters are only good for one thing...the pot. Speaking of chicken dinners...
Is this one wet little black bossy chicken or what? It poured with rain last Saturday and Maggie was so greedy for her chicken mash she spent the entire time out in the rain picking as much as her greedy little chicken eyes could spot. One soaked looking last weeks burnt and wet roast dinner - no thanks.
The chickens have learned now to stay well away from the electric fence I put around the vegetable garden. It's actually growing something other than weeds for a change...
We've got beans, beetroot, peas, onions, carrots and even the odd potato coming up. And the caterpillars are having a field day on the broccoli plants. I've killed heaps of the little green beggars. More today - but better than the fifty plus or so of two days back..
While I was in the garden destroying the caterpillars I spotted this rather fat Praying Mantis out on the hunt for little pesky critters that suck the life out of my plants. She's doing a great job sat there on the buttercup leaves. Sadly they die over the winter - but always there's the next generation of little predators to take up where their parents left off. Great way to control insect pests without having to resort to sprays all the time. I hate spraying and only do it it I have too otherwise forget it.
The grape vine is finally showing signs of giving up to the coming winter. I love the colours the leaves are turning. I might do a water colour painting sometime using some other photos I have as a reference. At the moment I'm working on a pencil drawing in between everything else I have to do (too much right now!). I'm hoping to finish it in the next day or two then I'll post it up.
These two weren't caring too much about the camera taking their mugshots. The Terrorist and River have become the best of friends. Jerseys sticking together. We've got two now along with the other three troublemakers enough is enough. Do I want to be writing another story about another baby dictator bovine this coming winter? No way not this time I won't. Rachel in Kentucky is doing very well on my behalf.LOL (Sorry Rae and those babies you're raising are very very cute).
How's this for complete trust? Yes Yowie has gone but this photo I took of her lying sound asleep in Inaya's arms says so much about the trust creatures can have in humans. I love this shot.