The rain stops and the sun appears.
But our chickens are skeptics.
They remain under shelter in what’s left of the yard.
Picture taken in our side-yard.
As our flock increased from a single female to a couple of laying hens and young rooster,
the four-year-old dilemma of what to do with our side-yard solved itself:
Anu is digging up its unsightly concrete slabs to make way for a small kitchen-garden.
Whatever vegetables are considered easiest to grow will be planted out.
In this climate that will probably include cassava, beans, pineapple and more bananas.
The chickens run free from daybreak to dusk.
Much chicken-wire* will be required if we hope to harvest any produce.
“I did not become a vegetarian for my health, I did it for the health of the chickens.”
Isaac Bashevis Singer
* Having been born, raised and lived in London for almost fifty years, the now glaringly obvious relationship between chicken-wire and chickens comes as something of a revelation to me!
Pictures show Anu and Dalila in our side-yard.