It’s hard to get anything done with the cute little chicks around but the beginning of the day was very productive. I emptied the compost completely and filled it with new sticks, dried grass and old veg and fruit. It was very wet, from now on I will try to pay the compost more attention, stir it more often and chop up everything I put in there. The rhubarb has grown like crazy the last week! Picked 2kilos and made lemonade but it hardly showed that I had picked any. The garden is so beautiful right now. There are tulips popping up everywhere (even better when you don’t remember planting them) and both the pear tree and cherry trees are in bloom. The little chicks finally dared to go out! I think it’s really a bit early for them but both Bugget and Otilia are very good at protecting them and are constantly on the look out for dangers. Esme is the only hen that seem to notice the chicks, I’ve seen her pick at them but then she gets corrected by the mums. Is there anything cuter than a chicken? Don’t think so. Me and my daughter sat with them in the hen yard for ages watching and taking turns picking them up. We’ve named one so far, Punken(punk). Punken sat on my daughters lap and suddenly crawled up her sleeve! The little yellow one fell asleep in her hand. When we came back out after lunch they were still outside. Turns out the chicks could get out but for their life not find a way to get back inside. Bugget and Otilia had collected them under a piece of netting that I’d cleared out of the henhouse earlier, perfect protective mothers. They tried running in and out to show the chicks how but the chickens still tried to jump up the hatch hitting the wall instead of walking up the right way. Silly silkies! I’ll have to broaden the hatch ladder today.