Last year, our 4 lovely hens were stolen maybe by a 4 legged fox but we’re told probably by a 2 legged one. We loved them very much: Isabelle, Audrey, Juliette and Blanche, shared our first summer at the house and they were special. They deserve much more space than I can give them here. RIP.
But this year, we have 6 new hens. The first two: Marion (Cottillard) and Edith (Piaf) were bought a week earlier than the others. The expectation was that the beefy, poultry woman at Villaines would have hens of a different colour the following week. She didn’t. So that’s how we ended up with The Nolan Sisters. Their collective name as they all look alike.
Previously, we trained our hens to come to the call of ‘chuck chucks’, but that sounds too Aussie for me, so this year I’ve gone for the call sign of ‘girls, girls, girls’.
And this is what six daft hens look like trying to shelter under a rose bush during a torrential downpour.