Despite the amusing comment left by Trish on my last post, no I will not become a chicken blogger! But they’ve arrived and it’s exciting (for us) and so indulge me while I introduce our lovely girls to you, complete with names. By the second day, they’d come out of hiding and were scratching around the coop like they’d always lived there. I got up nice and early and put a chair in front of the coop, watching them, getting to know their markings and characters.
The character part is a little harder to determine, our relationship being so new, but the markings are easy now I see! I thought at fist I’d never be able to distinguish them but I can now and we’ve matched the pre-chosen names to each Girl.
The first name was chosen weeks ago when my nephew Willem was here. We discussed names and he declared, ‘You should call one of them Shirley!’ When asked why he replied, ‘Because it’s a good name.’
Can’t argue with that. The name stuck in my head and so Shirley was the first to be christened. And here she is.
The reason for her name is because she is the one who is most strikingly red in colour. Bear with me. I knew I wanted literary names for my chickens and Shirley is a novel by Charlotte Bronte but it’s also the surname of Anne of Green Gables. She is Anne Shirley. And she had carrot red hair. You see, it was easy.
Sticking with the literary theme, my sister Adele has been watching Cranford, by Elizabeth Gaskell, this week and in talking about it I remembered the wonderful character, Miss Matty, played by Judi Dench. In both book and adaptation she is a lovely sweet woman. I knew the sweetest chicken, the one who seemed to have the most pleasant temperament, would be Miss Matty. And here she is. Like Shirley, but less red. Also, I note from this photo, a little white dot above her eye.
The last name was chosen by Sean, who adhered to the literary angle. We identified pretty quickly the chicken who was bigger, louder, braver than the others (Willem wanted to call her Bravey. His mum said choosing one name was plenty!) So here, at the back of the photo, standing straight and tall, is Lady Catherine de Burgh. So fitting isn’t it, for the top Girl? She’s easy to identify, marking wise, by a striking feather in her tail that is rimmed brown, and white in the middle. Hope she never loses that feather!
I love the names and I love the chickens! Alice rather likes them, too I think! She chatted to them through the wire yesterday.
When I was out in the yard this afternoon, mowing and pottering, Sean was out for a while and I loved having the company. They were muttering to themselves nearby and it made my yard seem somehow smaller, more friendly.
As does the deck! Look! Here it is in sunshine! We love it! We absolutely love it! I think we are both wondering how we lived so long without somewhere lovely to sit outside.
I had my longed for G&T on the deck last night as a storm blew all around us. It was hard to stay out there for too long, but it happened. Today, in the sunshine after some work, I sat on the deck with my knitting and felt very, very satisfied. We have a little table for now while we plan the proper furniture.