Sunday, 26 April 2009

Sunday morning 7am

Sunday morning, and the rooster is crowing again.   I took a photograph of the chickens the other day (before the rain.)   I still can't tell which ones are hens.  If any of them start to crow, they'll be soup!  Most of those in the picture hatched at the beginning of December.  The fertile eggs came from someone else's yard.  They are a motley lot,  different shapes, sizes and colours.
Eggs for breakfast?  I like this egg basket.  It comes from a second hand shop in Nuriootpa.  

1 comment:

John L said...

The young chooks are a wake-up. The males are determined not to crow. They know what you have in store.