Well…’party’ might be stretching it a bit, but last Saturday evening, after a busy day of housework and errands, James and I were in need of some downtime so headed off to the chicken run, G&T and beer in hand, to chill out with the gang. The beauty of these long, light evenings is that whether we’re downing the DIY tools or returning home from a day out, there’s still the chance to have some quality poultry time.
Despite the fact the sun was setting (making silhouettes out of the willow trees that grow by the River Blackwater at the end of our garden) as we made our way down the lawn, the hens were still out and about…
… And seemed fascinated by James’s glass of beer. We scattered some corn on the ground to give them a bedtime treat.
After half an hour or so in their company, watching them scratch about and entertain us, we felt suitably relaxed for an enjoyable Saturday night in.