Dry

I would like to think that we are now on the other side of the intense heat that we have had this summer.

Plants have shrivelled and died and what was once lush green grass, is now dried brown and dirt.

Beauty can still be found.

This is Bok Bok on the nest just about to lay. 

This is Rocky, strutting her stuff.

When the temperature soared over forty degrees for days on end, I constantly sprayed water under the tree where the chooks sought refuge. 

I set up a shallow bath for them to stand in and put frozen bottles of ice in their water to try and keep them cool. Otherwise they would not have survived.

They are happy once again and laying.