Here Comes The Sun

Finally the sun is here!. OK it has been one of the wintry, watery sunny days, but at least the sky has been blue, and the rain has kept away! The first time it has been fine for what seems like months!

I have spent the whole day outside, fixing up the coops, replacing bedding and tidying up the mess left by the torrential rain, and although the ground remains saturated, the lift in the sun's intensity has been mirrored by a lift in my (and strangely enough) the animals mood and behaviours. I took a few photos in between jobs The six remaining runners remain skittish and playful by their small pond in the stream,
Mary, my favourite bantam, looking rather serious as she watched me resiting the turkey poults

George Looking wistful

The poor "indoor" guinea fowl..still waiting to go in their outside run (I am still waiting for their shed to be delivered from Helen from the feed shop) I need to sex the babies and after researching the way on the internet, I was faced with the following challenge

"Listen the guinea's call. At 2 months of age and older, a guinea will emit either a one or two syllable call. The female emits a two syllable call, which, according to folklore sounds like "buck-wheat, buck-wheat." A male emits a one syllable call that sounds like "chit chit chit chit."
So for ages this morning I was trying to sort out the "chit chits" from the "buck wheats", but gave it up as a bad job..the weather was too nice to spend inside listening to 6 hysterical birds