Two months of winds, three weeks of dryness and then a week of rain and more to come. Spring has sprung!
Less than a month old and the chicks are down by the spring house foraging with the rest of the flock.
A proud and dutiful protector and provider. I saw him give a little crawly thing to one of the chicks.
I believe this is the youngest chick.
See all the marvelous watercress in the spring. I must remember to harvest some for lunch.
Dave can’t resist and the chick soon settles down.