Our Welsummer hen has been broody for a while and sitting tight on six eggs for the last three weeks. A hen sits for twenty one days so I had been expecting the eggs to begin to hatch tomorrow. This afternoon I was out in the kitchen garden inspecting the growth of the gooseberries as an alternative to doing anything more strenuous in the blue, still heat, when I heard a cheeping. At first I thought it was a bird in the hedge but when I stood very still it seemed to be coming from the henhouse.
We went over for a look. When we lifted the lid the hen was still sitting with the familiar spread wings. The cheeping fell silent. Ian gently lifted her to have a look. The first thing we saw was a couple of empty eggshells and then a tiny yellow chick, already beginning to fluff out.