Blazing fall colors, dancing peacocks, patchwork quilts turned wonky birds. This week at the cottage…
My front porch is full of chicken poop.
Rain settled in for a few days and when that happens the chickens like to hang out on the porch where it is dry. Inside the house pets are zonked out in every nook and cranny.
The next morning the rain stopped and the sun set fire to the mulberry tree.
I like the orange on the pear leaves.
The most exciting thing that happened at the road side egg stand this week, is that the storm brought a tree down across the drive to the stand. Mr. Cottage cut it up with the chain saw the next day. Egg sales are slow.
I stitched up some wonky looking birds from old quilts and blankets.
I believe this to be a drunken dove.
Since they haven’t turned out at all the way I pictured them in my mind, I will put them away until another time. Maybe with fresh thoughts, the next attempt will turn out more to my satisfaction.
I took a big step this week and opened the door to the peafowl house and let my babies go on walk-about. They are 4 and a half months old now. I had planned to keep them safe inside their house until they were at least 6 months, but my intuition said I should try sooner.
It scares me to have them out on their own. Peafowl aren’t like chickens, their behavior is very different and they are known to wander and take flight. I have to accept that this may happen. My goal all along has been to have them free range during the day and come back to their house at night, like the chickens do – but that isn’t their nature. Only time will tell if they will comply with my wishes.
Meet Papaya in the back and Coconut in the front. They are peacocks.
This is them again, with the light hitting them from a different direction. It is truly amazing to see how their feathers show different colors. Again, Papaya is in the back and Coconut is in the front. Peafowl reach maturity at around two to three years, it can take that long for the cocks to develop their beautiful tail feathers that they are known for.
Meet Mango, she is a peahen.
The aviary Mr. Cottage built for them allows them to fly short distances, with their new freedom, they are learning to fly higher and further. It is an amazing thing to watch.
This is Miss Mango.
This morning Mr. Cottage let them out of their aviary as I watched from in the house. Coconut saw me looking out the window, and tried to fly through the window to get to me. That didn’t go so well.
Yesterday they wandered all around the yard, but stayed close to the house. Come sunset they wanted to roost under the magnolia tree, just outside their aviary. We spent a bit of time convincing them back inside for the night. Hoping tonight they will choose to go in on their own.
The journey awakens the soul
Update on this post February 2017
We have been undergoing a whole house renovation and addition the past few years. We have a new roof and new paint colors on our house.
This is what our front porch looks like now. Still covered in poop – the porch is painted a grey, and the siding is green with blue trim. The new roof is bright red.