Allotment Life


I've been growing vegetables on a city allotment since 2008, and keeping ex-battery hens since April 09. Prior to this, my experiance with horticulture was restricted to killing houseplants. As much as I've learned, I'm still a novice experimenting, making mistakes, and having surprising successes. So as another year begins, I thought it'd be fun to blog and photograph life and productivity at the allotment. If you're in the UK, and want to know more about allotments including how to get one, try visiting this site: Allotment Growing and The National Society of Allotment and Lesiure Gardeners.

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Meet Brazil. Just a few days ago I found her laying in the dirt, seemingly struggling to stand. I thought she was seriously unwell, and I have to say that vets around here treat chooks as livestock, not pets, so I was worried. My stomach turned over thinking about how to help her, I was lightheaded and panicked. Then, just as I went to scoop her up, she rose, gave me a look and trotted away. I swear she was chuckling.
This is Brazil. She’s the head hen in every which way, the little minx.

Meet Brazil. Just a few days ago I found her laying in the dirt, seemingly struggling to stand. I thought she was seriously unwell, and I have to say that vets around here treat chooks as livestock, not pets, so I was worried. My stomach turned over thinking about how to help her, I was lightheaded and panicked. Then, just as I went to scoop her up, she rose, gave me a look and trotted away. I swear she was chuckling.

This is Brazil. She’s the head hen in every which way, the little minx.

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