Rural

I have to say, I love where we live. It doesn’t occur to me that often, but the way life has changed since December 2006 is really quite stunning.

Today, as well as some more bathroom-finishing, I’ve been able to wander up to the other end of the garden, feed the chickens, (as well as let them out for a bit more free-range life) move the coop/run to a new part of the garden, and collect the eggs as well. It’s a pretty good feeling, I have to say.

Then this afternoon the front garden also got a visitation from some of the local ducks – I suspect that they may decide to make a nest somewhere round here (which will make Psycho Cat happy, and Hound barmy) which is cool with me.