There’s another storm blowing in, the milder weather pushed before it melting the ice that has gripped Gravesend for the last 4 or 5 days. Rhea has joined the new girls inside the coop for the night, but Arty and Iris are braving the high perch in the wider enclosure.
There was an inordinate amount of bokking this morning, and when I checked, Iris had laid a massive, pure white egg.
That had to hurt
This is her first egg since the middle of November. Nike has been keeping the show on the road pretty much by herself this winter, her brown offerings a constant through the shortest days.
Who’s a clever girl?
We’ll batten down the hatches tonight and wait out the storm. Sleep tight, ladies.
