Paganism, Permaculture & Poultrykeeping on a Welsh Hillside
Thursday, 3 March 2011
It was a glorious, early spring day at Halfway Up A Hill. Crocus opened wide faces to the sun, so warm after the long, cold winter. A brave, early honey bee bustled amongst the thick clumps of snowdrops. Nesting birds sang songs of spring.
While the humans worked in the greenhouse, the chickens wandered nearby.
Dot, Daisy and Blodeuwedd gossiped companionably as they sauntered, nibbling at the grass.
Misty spread her wings, sighed, and settled down to a blissful sunbathing session.
In a pool of sunshine, Ceridwen and Blossom practiced the Charleston together, finding to their delight that their dance steps had the side benefit of turning up juicy insects and other gourmet treats hidden in the grass.
What better way to celebrate the welcome arrival of Spring?