|'Blue' returning to the chicken compound. Nikon D7000|
Chickens are great but in a similar vein to Ogden Nash's canaries: "The song of canaries Never varies, And when they’re moulting, They’re pretty revolting.", they are not so good on the eye when they have ejected all their feathers.
Unfortunately after moulting, they have a full set of flight feathers again and the gate of the chicken pen becomes but a minor obstacle.
My rhubarb is getting trashed as the chickens rake around with their big feet for worms.
I think a visit by Mr Scissors is due....