The sixth chook has started laying (the brown mini-egg). They're the sweetest little things. In a few weeks they'll be up to size. It takes a bit of getting used to - laying an egg each morning. If the girls are out wandering first thing, she sometimes leaves it 'til the last minute and has to make an urgent dash across the garden back to the chook house. I imagine all the cackling is chook-speak for "Quick, an egg is coming!" Nice one chooky.
A few pics of a frosty winter morning. Gloves, beanie and scarf essential for morning walks - Molly still takes herself for swims in this sort of weather. Mad. Mmmm snuggly weather.
So the next chapter in the story begins. We’re hitched. It’s rained. And our life in the bush is filled with happy times, lots of learning, loving and life long memories in the making. We hope you enjoy the stories we tell of our life together from the cottage at Pine Hill.