It's been a cold month, so I have a little routine with the under-gardeners – when I make myself a mid-morning cup of tea I also make some warm 'porridge' for them. Grains and seeds soaked in hot water with oat-meal and Poultry Spice (it smells lovely and Christmassy).
'Here come the girls' . . .
(sing along, you know you want to)
they come running across the grass :-)
. . . they peck from my hand as I make sure they all get their share :-)
. . . the Spices (Nutmeg, Ginger and Saffron) are growing fast and learning to join in :-)
BUT . . . WHAT THE ****!!!!!! :-O
This is a UGP too far girls! I had always thought the large patch of Bergenia was bomb proof; the hens occasionally searched under the leaves for snails and the cats often lose mice among the dense foliage, but it always looks good . . . well it did.
OK girls, it's no use blaming the squirrels or the studio assistants or the blackbirds!
I saw you from the kitchen door and have photographic evidence . . .
. . . the little monkeys heard me and moved away as I pressed the shutter!
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