The longest day
Today has been the longest day of the year. I love summer (so long as it is not too hot) but the one disadvantage is that the hens have not gone to bed until after I feel like I should be asleep. It always surprises me how quickly the days seem to shorten a bit after the end of June so that I can go to bed when I am feeling tired and without the aid of matchsticks to keep my eyes open until the hens have stopped partying.
The hens are still laying well. earlier this last week, I had ten and a half dozen eggs and was wondering what to do with them all. Since Wednesday, I have had so many friends requesting eggs (socially distanced doorstep visits) that I now have barely two dozen left. Although I have put six bags each containing four beaten eggs in the freezer for the winter when I will be complaining that I have lots of hens all eating their little heads off whilst laying very few eggs. At least I know that we will be having six farmhouse omelettes over the winter months : )
My leaf beet (perpetual spinach) is slowly coming to an end. One plant which had totally finished giving us any leaves was brought home and given to the hens. Within a quarter of an hour, there was only the thick main stem left. Everything else had been scoffed completely.
Today is not just the longest day but also Fathers' Day. We had a special delivery from Postman Pat alias our grandson and his mum. We had a socially distanced chat on the doorstep. Three passers by stopped to say hello to a rather shy Postman Pat. He did look so lovely in his outfit : )
After lunch we went for afternoon tea to our son's house down the road. We ate our tea in the garden with us on one side and the rest of them on the other side. Very nice too and with homemade chocolate buns : ) And when we got back to our house, we found that our other daughter had been and left a tray of not-hot-cross buns in the hall with dad written across them all in the paste that the crosses are made from. We had one each after tea and they were lovely : )
It has been a lovely day but I am ready for bed now and the hens are all still up and doing : (
The hens are still laying well. earlier this last week, I had ten and a half dozen eggs and was wondering what to do with them all. Since Wednesday, I have had so many friends requesting eggs (socially distanced doorstep visits) that I now have barely two dozen left. Although I have put six bags each containing four beaten eggs in the freezer for the winter when I will be complaining that I have lots of hens all eating their little heads off whilst laying very few eggs. At least I know that we will be having six farmhouse omelettes over the winter months : )
My leaf beet (perpetual spinach) is slowly coming to an end. One plant which had totally finished giving us any leaves was brought home and given to the hens. Within a quarter of an hour, there was only the thick main stem left. Everything else had been scoffed completely.
Today is not just the longest day but also Fathers' Day. We had a special delivery from Postman Pat alias our grandson and his mum. We had a socially distanced chat on the doorstep. Three passers by stopped to say hello to a rather shy Postman Pat. He did look so lovely in his outfit : )
After lunch we went for afternoon tea to our son's house down the road. We ate our tea in the garden with us on one side and the rest of them on the other side. Very nice too and with homemade chocolate buns : ) And when we got back to our house, we found that our other daughter had been and left a tray of not-hot-cross buns in the hall with dad written across them all in the paste that the crosses are made from. We had one each after tea and they were lovely : )
It has been a lovely day but I am ready for bed now and the hens are all still up and doing : (
Labels: family, growing veg, Hens
posted by Jo @ 1:16 PM
1 Comments:
At 2:21 AM,
Scarlet said…
We had a socially distanced barbeque last weekend. It was so lovely to see the Greater Manchester part of the family for the first time since March 8th.
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