Four and a Half eggs!

This is what the hens produced today. Does it mean that one of them has run out of egg producing material?

Apart from that, all five hens seem to be getting used to living in Arctic  conditions. They have even begun to venture further from their ‘paths’ between the henhouse and the shelters and investigate the far reaches of the garden.

I’ve tried to vary their diet and make sure they have extra protein to make up for the lack of insectiverous treats as well as providing extra rations of grain mix but they are fussy little things. They turn up their beaks at vegetable peelings now and even shunned warm  porridge recently. They don’t even appreciate bread soaked in warm water as much as they used to but they LOVE raw beef, yoghurt and custard!

The Christmas festivities went well – a Franglais Reveillon,  a late Christmas day lunch with turkey but Buche instead of pudding as this gorgeous concoction is much lighter after a large main course. We saved the pud for Sunday when we invited our friends from the next village. They were a bit anxious about travelling but braved the icey conditions even though they dare not stay too late.

After a quiet and lazy day yesterday fate conspired to pay us back  today.

As soon as I got up and went to prepare the hens’ breakfast I heard an ominous dripping in the ‘summer kitchen’ and found a wet floor and water in my store cupboard, coming from the ceiling.

CC and Jay were dragged out of bed and we formed a chain to empty the supplies before they were completely ruined. There was less damage than I’d feared as it was mostly a case of cardboard packaging being soaked while the contents remained dry.

It seems the tap for the well water in the garden shed above was the culprit.  I had turned off the water and left the tap open but ‘water finds it’s own level’  and as the hose goes up a steep incline to the vegetable patch the slight thaw must have sent water back down to the shed. Anyway, the floor was awash!

I put a large container under the tap and disconnected the hosepipe. Hopefully it will dry up eventually.

Then it was   Bear’s turn to cause chaos.  He backed the car out of the garage and couldn’t get it back in.  There is no more salt to be found in any of the shops so I had put sawdust on the path to the door and down the drive but it wasn’t working.

Eventually Jay and I had to tip a large quantity of  ash down to make a ‘path’ for the wheels and – what a relief – he made it into the garage at last.

But what a mess it has made. I had only just finished washing the floor when the nurse came and, having walked through the ash, trod it all over the house once more. . . .

This evening we are having a birthday meal for Whale who is 79 today.  The lovely new induction hob caused so many problems with the electricity
that we have now installed a new gas hob which arrived just in time for Christmas.

Everyone is much relieved.

The kitchen makeover?  Well, it’s almost finished. The tiling is done but there is one wall that needs to be stripped and painted and a few places where wood needs varnishing.

 

 

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12 Responses to “Four and a Half eggs!”

  1. Z Says:

    When one of our chickens lays a tiny egg, it’s usually not got a yolk at all – because it has bypassed that bit, when it moves along to have the membrane covered with shell, it’s that much smaller. We went a month without eggs so are glad to be getting a couple each day now. They want extra protein and fat at this time of the year, don’t they? We’d be following suit, if it weren’t for our heated homes.

    Glad your kitchen is nearly done. Let’s hope for no more problems!

  2. guyana gyal Says:

    That 1/2 egg gave me a full laugh, I’ve never seen anything like that.

    But if, as Z says, it has no yolk, you have a no-cholesterol egg!

    Oh gosh, more woes, it never rains but it pours. I hope it gets better sooner rather than later, Sab.

    • sablonneuse Says:

      Oh, I wouldn’t say any of those problems were serious G-G. We had quite a laugh about it really but now that the thaw seems to have set in we’d better keep an eye (and an ear) on things.

  3. tillylil Says:

    Have a very Happy New Year Sandy.
    Glad to see your kitchen is nearly finished.
    The fresh eggs look yummy.
    Do the cats take any notice of the chickens?

    • sablonneuse Says:

      Happy New Year to you and yours too, Tracey.
      The cats and chickens are separated nowadays but they used to share the garden before we prepared the bottom end of it for the hens.
      There were no fights but Toby did try his luck at chasing them on a few occasions. Even the little black hens were more than a match for him though.
      I liked having hens roaming right up to the house but they did leave poo all over the place and they also liked eating the vegetables and flowers.

  4. Pat Says:

    That pud looks yummy! Fancy your hens preferring yoghourt and custard to potato peelings. They aren’t daft!
    Happy New Year!

  5. Gigi Says:

    A Happy New Year to you, Sandy!! Maybe your hen was just protesting about the porridge – give her more custard, I say 🙂

    • sablonneuse Says:

      Thank you Gigi. Maybe you’re right but the hens used to like porridge – before they tasted custard that is!

  6. Keith Says:

    I bet it was the BIGGEST hen that laid the smallest egg.

    Or perhaps one of them is a quail in disguise?

    • sablonneuse Says:

      I’m sure you’re right about Hilda (the biggest hen) laying the tiny egg. When I eventually used it it did have a teeny weeny yolk inside though.

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