Dave has put the spoils of the footings dig to good use. He has put in a path to the compost heap (and to the back of the new chicken pen, to be built) with the concrete rubbish, and has renewed the top of the chicken run with the soil, so they are very happy!
Now that the teenage chicks are integrated into the adult flock, though they still go to bed in the nursery, the smallest chicks are now out every day in the ark with the door ajar. We have had to raise the base so that the smalls can escape the teenagers who take every opportunity to have a go at any poor soul who gets caught inside. Although they all roost together at night, it's all out war otherwise. The adults are not too bothered now and have given up on the teenagers, rarely bothering to have a go at the babies either. Bella is still very anxious when the babies get upset, but is not bothered about the teenagers now. We are working on switching the heat lamp off at night now they are all roosting away from it. They are, however, spurning both the specially made perch and the walnut branch in the pens. I would rather they stay in their own sides but it may be that we will have to let them all together as they should get on in the dark and hopefully they can all be friends by the time the weather changes. The babies are growing so fast now, the outside life is suiting them and we are hoping the long range forecast is right and we have another couple of weeks of sunny weather to come. Their feathers are looking good, a couple being quite pale grey, and they are getting their fluffy bottoms.
The little ones decided a good safe place for a rest was in one of the out buildings. They easily get through the fence.
We have been spending the time while the builders are here busy being creative. We started to make Christmas cards, an old hobby I have not indulged in much in the last couple of years. Dave thinks it's a race to see how many we can do, but I like mine pretty detailed. Dave has also started a new painting, this time native wildlife, a hoopoe which hovers around the garden and lane. And of course, Dave being Dave he is finding physical jobs which need doing, like the path and sweeping leaves.....handy things those old duvet covers!
We had our veg at lunch time, honest. We are still trying to make a dent in the cabbages....