Only a few weeks and the three girls are growing daily. Big feet, feathers and a huge grassy appetite with ever louder honking, makes me think that somehow our garden won’t be quiet anymore. The chickens just ruffle feathers and ignore them, but the girls seem very curious about the chickens and often poke heads through into the coop to stare at this busy, red bunch of rubber feet.
Just two more weeks and I finally get to meet them. Fingers crossed we bond and I don’t get pecked on the bottom!
A French Homestead Life 
They will love you just as much as they love your husband I am certain. They are utterly flufferlicious and I am suffering from acute gozzie-envy over here!
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Honk! Honk ! Aren’t they adorable. On the phone you hear them chattering away in the background. They have a lot to say. It will be fun.
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And you will have fodder for your children’s books …. geese are utterly adorable and I don’t think even Beatrix Potter has made one a star 😉
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Awwww … I want!! Heavenly!
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I will let you know how heavenly after a gardening session. If I get honked at all morning I will be knitting some sock like balaclavas and sending them to the naughty corner!!!
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Ha! You should be a teacher! X
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Ah so cute, bet your longing to be there watching them develop. And me too would definitely love some.
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You could get a goose. It would keep your number one chicken under check. What did you call number one chicken..Ginger or Cilla?
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Ginger is the meany, wherever I put the food she is there pushing Cilla out of the way. She struggles when I put the food in two places but she still tries her best to monopolize it. They are so funny!
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I haven’t had a chance yet to observe our lot. I think Poppy is aspiring top boss but maybe she has been usurped!
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