Our three chooks, Hagar, Brangwen and Aphrodite, following Luke down the garden.
We lost Brangwen last week. We think she was egg bound.
The morning before we found her I saw a dog fox from the bedroom window. His coat was faded and I imagined him an older, wiser fox. He was relaxed, unbothered by the chickens, just calmly looking out over the valley. I think he was an augury.
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