What to make for breakfast this morning?

I am at the point my stomach is rejecting porridge, we’ve eaten it so much. The chooks are on the blink and off the lay for the winter bar 1 egg a day so scrambled or fried or boiled eggs aren’t an option. We don’t have cereals in our house as they are mostly loaded with sugar which our kids can’t eat and we are also cutting down our bread consumption and I only bake on Saturdays now and we’re out of bread. I didn’t feel up to making pancakes either so what to do?

Hanging from the overhead cupboard handles dripping that golden green whey.

Hanging from the overhead cupboard handles dripping that golden green whey.

Well, you make ricotta! Yep, fresh Thermy made ricotta drizzled with raw honey to be precise. I had attempted to make ricotta the other day with limited success just using citric acid so I figured I’d just try vinegar today but also met with limited success. So I added both. Perfect! Strained lightly then served up still warm with raw honey melting through the cracks. Delicious! Decadent too. 😀


After breakfast when I went to feed the animals and let the roosters out I came across a few new arrivals too.

Life outside the egg and less than 24 hours old

Life outside the egg and less than 24 hours old

Life really is beautiful!




We are pleased to announce the arrival…


See, the egg does come…


…Before the chicken.

…Of Star.

Blackie, our silkie hen who is, well, surprisingly black, started sitting eggs a few weeks ago. She didn’t like being moved to the smaller cage though and deserted her eggs. She wasn’t over the concept of motherhood though as she started sitting on the eggs left in the nest by other hens, and being curious as to how she would go, we left her to it. She sat on 2.


Fast forward to today. It is 21 days later, not that we knew that this morning as I hadn’t marked down the date when she began to sit, so we’ve been having a peep under her soft breast once a day to see if we could get a gauge. I candled the eggs about 10 days back and was very excited to see they were both fertile and one even obliged by wriggling inside the egg. Imagine the excitement. 😀 Well this morning as I went out to the chooks to gather any eggs I could hear a curious noise. Peep. Peep. Peep peep. Peep. Clueless me thought it maybe beginning to hatch as I’d heard that they begin to make noise inside the egg just as they start hatching. Imagine my surprise upon gently lifting Blackie to find a completely dry and very fluffy, rather small black baby chick. Blackie gave me a withering look of, ’it’s already out silly’ and then graciously and with humble pride, allowed me to pick up and photograph her pride and joy. 🙂


I am pretty convinced the father is Black Boy our rather noisy and randy rooster (as opposed to the other rooster that was mature a few weeks back who is no less randy but not top cock like Black Boy) but in the bizarre twist that cannot occur with mammals, I am unsure as to who is the mother. Given the tiny size of the chick I suspect it might be Mrs Silverpants (now deceased) who laid it but it may also be one of our Henny Penny’s (Dorking hens) of which there are 3 standard coloured and 1 black one. I was sure Blackie was not the natural mother as I think she’s the hen laying the diminutive brown eggs of which we’ve seen none since she began to sit but who knows. There are 5 feasible mothers but Blackie has well and truly claimed Star (as named by Jasper) as her own.


She’s making an excellent mother too. She’s now safely ensconced in the smaller enclosed pen to keep food and water safe from the other gutses and also to keep the baby safe from its less than caring relations, and after quickly shoveling down some food she is back snuggled down on Star and the other egg. I’m hoping for the second hatch today or tomorrow.


Our first baby born here. 🙂

IMG_6127Sorry for the over exposed photos but the day is rather overcast and the hen is black. Overexposure was the only way to make a black chick on a black hen in a dark location visible. Photographer I am not.