I'm moving into farming in a big way.

Today I told my work of my intention to retire. Well I say retired, time for a career redirection. By co-incidence I seem to have acquired a chicken. Well on my way to becoming a farmer. I noticed it in the garden before, it hoovers up under the bird table. Now it is roosting in the fir tree outside the garage. First thing in the morning it runs up to my feet looking for nosh. If a fox doesn't get the dozy bugger before spring I dread to think what it'll do to seedlings. Tonight's attempts at photographing it are lamentable. I'll attempt a better one when it comes out the oven.