Happy Harvest Blog
Guinea crisis II
I moved the pigs in another direction, after a long and laborious session cutting out alders and buckthorn. Then, of course, a pig slips out, right by the nest! The pig fence is about four feet from where she decided to brood.I kept the other pig in, but the free pig, not caring about togetherness for the moment, started romping around the field, and ran right over the nest.
Guinea sleepover II
HW did some out loud wondering whether we´d have another visitation. If this little bird maybe had a sprain; was having a hard time and the falling in the tank was a symptom, not cause.In the evening, he closed the coops again and returned without remark. He climbed to the loft, where I was, and halted meaningfully at the top of the ladder.No way!
Guinea house finally outside
They piled up on the roof per usual, two of them utilizing the perches.Surely they´ll go in the house when it rains? No, no they won´t.They huddle grimly on the top of the house in the wind and rain, only one hen perching up against the entrance, somewhat sheltered by the overhang of the roof.
By Golly, they like it!
One night! And the guineas have decided they live on their coop! I'm so pleased. All of them, lined up on the rim. It's probably only because it's about 2 inches higher than the header of the door (by design), but I'll take it.
Look up, look way up, it's the new guinea coop
The guineas have a collective mind of their own, choosing different places to sleep every night. They used to like snuggling between the hay bales and the plastic, or perching on the top of the open screen door, which is funny. They've just moved up one better though, and are roosting on the top of the door header.
Guineas in the greenhouse
864 square feet to play Wild Jungle Fowl in. When I first released them they were so funny, running with their necks stuck out, all of them chirping excitedly BurBURburBURburBURburBUR!
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