Sommer i luften.

Vi har lige haft to dage med høj solskin og i går var det vindstille tilmed. Så temperaturen i solen sneg sig over 20 grader. Dette udnyttede vi fuldt ud i haven, hvor jeg endelig har fået mit urtebed.

Før var det et stykke med græs, fliser og et gammelt fundament fra et skur. Nu er murbrokker og fliser fjernet, græsset gravet af og den fineste muld er kommet til syne.

We just had two days of pure sunshine and yesterday there was no wind at all. So the temperature snug well over 20 degrees in the sun. We took advantage of the fine weather, so now I finally have gotten my herbgarden.

Before it was a spot with grass, pavement and a foundation from a old shed. Now the pavement and concrete debrees are gone, the grass dug off and nice fertile soil has shown.

Men selvom bedet er hegnet inde for at holde høns ude, er hegnet ikke killinge- sikkert. Og det bedste sted at lege i hele haven, er mors nysåede bed.....

Dispite having fenced the patch to keep the chickens out, the fence is not kitten proof. And the best place to play, in all of the garden, is mom's newly plantet garden.....

Jeg er en porre, - kan du da ik' se det mor?

I'm a leek, - can't you see that mom?

Leg - play

Nogen har leget med ler....!

Someone has been playing with clay....!

Hvem mig? - fløjte fløjte fløjte....

Who? Me? - don't know anything, - my paws are always white, whistle whistle whistle...

Mine nye babies

Forår bringer nyt liv, - bare se her...

Spring brings new life, - just look...

Da vinteren tog livet af to af mine æglæggere, har jeg købt 5 kyllinger. 2 Maran og 3 purhøns. Nu håber jeg blot, det ikke er haner, da de er købt som pryddyr og til at supplere min lille flok af æglæggende damer.

The winter was tough on my little flock and cost me two of my egglaying hens, so now I've bought 5 chickens. 2 Maran and 3 frizzle. So now I cross my fingers, that they don't grow up to be roosters, because they are bought for their good looks and to supply my 'eggfactory'.

Purhønsene får mig til at smile, hver gang jeg ser dem med deres 'morgenhår'.

The Frizzles makes me smile everytime I see them.

Helt udenfor nummer er der også kommet en anden lille ny til. Det var bestemt ikke planlagt.

Jeg så ham første gang i hønsehuset, hvor han var inde og stjæle æg. Der fandt jeg ud af, at han bestemt ikke var tam, - av min tommel!

Another newcomer arrived totally out of planning. The first time I saw him, he was steeling eggs in the coop. And I found out the hard way, that he wasn't used to humans.

Her er den lille gavtyv. Han opholdt sig i naboens brændeskur og levede af de rester fra køkkenet hønsene levnede. Stakkels lille pus.

Here's the little rascal. He lived in the neighbours woodshed and lived of the leftovers from the kitchen, that the chickens didn't eat. Poor lille fellow.

Vi indfangede ham og holdt ham indespærret i hønsenes extra bur(1x2m) inde i skolestuen, indtil han vænnede sig til os mennesker og begyndte at vise interesse for os. Det tog kun tre dage, så var fingre ikke længere farlige, men kunne bruges til at nusse med.

We caught him and keept him indoors in the chickens extra cage(1x2m) in the old classroom, until he got used to us humans and started to show some positive interest in us. It took 3 days, then he realized that fingers are not dangerous, but can be used for cuddling.

Nu er han en værrere lille terrorist :-) og føler sig hjemme i det meste af huset.

Now he's a regularitet little terrorist :-) and feels confident in most of the house.

Lille Nimbus Nus Nus...