Sadness

The girls woke me to tell me there was a lot if noise coming from the chickens. Opened my curtain to see a fox tucking into our Matriarch, Amy. Went out to find last year's gammy legged chick, Mary, dead in the run. No sign of Vanilla, my broody. Just as I was about to go in, a clucking from the drive - Sylvie, the school chicken had escaped.

So my blip is of my lovely girls, taken last week after the death of Star, the other school chick, to show school how content Sylvie is. Not sure how long she'll last on her own :-(