My Grandfather often tells us that when he dies he wants to come back as one of our chooks. He thinks they have the best life and I have to say, I agree.
At this time of the year they are moved from paddock to paddock following after the winter crop harvests and through the green manure crops, eating the scraps, scratching up the soil and fertilizing the ground.
By the way, there is a lovely article in today's The Age newspaper's Epicure supplement about Alla Wolf - Taska and the Lake House's 25th anniversary. Bren gets a lovely mention in it too. Check it out here.
2 comments:
Yes, it sounds good to be one of your chickens! Put my name down too! :)
Me too! I just love your chooks and they are such lovely happy chooky photos too.
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