Penultimate Pantin Classic day and the waves were not big although we managed to arrive well after the surfing was over, the beach was virtually empty but very windy so we took up residence in one of the tents.
The sun did lovely things while the boys played at the waters edge.
Then it went away and the sky did lovely things.
Next day Rowan found a fairly chunky but friendly Cricket.
Palm trees have sprouted, they were planted about a year ago and the soil was re-used to host an agave, don't give up on palm seeds they take a while.
Funny old things hens are, I'm wary of over interpreting animal emotions but after two years of watching ours, I have begun to feel we have an insight into hen world. There are some recurring emotions that are fairly easy to interpret - fear, surprise, confusion, enthusiasm, contentment, for example. Anyway this evening I went to re-prop the rotting front wall of the hen house and while I was there they did their evening roosting routine. They have several horizontal poles at differing levels and angles to negotiate before they reach their perch, one always hops up onto the first pole and stares intently at an old feed trough that is standing on its end in a corner and has been for 9 months, it examines it from a range of angles then looks puzzled for a few mins until the others have hopped up past it before joining them. Despite the poles having been there for 18 months each hen takes time to examine each step on the journey like a climber looking ahead working out the moves, they eventually get to the top then do the pecking order shuffle. None of them seem to remember which order they should be in so there is some barging and pushing under / climbing over each other back and forward for 5 mins surprise and confusion abound. They get into some sort of order then enthusiastically shuffle back and forwards from one end to the other of the 2-5 meter perch a few times, it all looks like they are doing something for the first time but after a lot of hard thinking and experimenting they always end up settling at the same point about two thirds along then looking very content while crooning or chirring. Egg laying is another thing where they look like every time is a first time "What the world happened there; what is that thing? I'm off out of here quick"
In the morning they remind me of the kind of looks a toddler gives when they fall asleep at home and wake up a few hours later somewhere they have never been before - that bemused look with a wrinkle in the forehead and a kindof - "Where am I, what's going on, who are these people?". It sometimes feels like the hens are living every day as if it was a new unknown world.
They do tag some important things, ants, water, doors opening, I used to carry their feed out in a little children's beach bucket every day and tapped it to get their attention the noise still works well if they are out and need rounded up a few taps and they come running. So they remember the bucket noise but if I have something they don't like, a green pepper or a Colorado beetle for example, despite having not liked them many times before they will still give it a few pecks spit some bits out, have a few more pecks and give it a few kicks before deciding they don't like it.
I can't decide if they are re-learning everything every day or are just very cautious. Even when they do appear to remember something they look confused and get easily distracted. "Hey a bucket noise, run run - I am following a man with a bucket - why is that? Look an ant, and another ant. Hey a bucket noise - run run. Hey I am following a man with a bucket - why is that? Look an ant...."
Funny old things hens are.