One day Speckles had escaped by tunnelling under the fence and in an attempt to catch her she made a run for it across the pond. Not realising of course that below the Azolla is a foot of water. It made it very easy for me to catch her and gave me a good laugh.
Anyway, the reason for the dome over the pond is that I had no other place to put it while the chickens where taking a holiday in the outer chicken run. Mind you they seem to find life working the garden much more of a holiday. It might be difficult to notice in the photos but the girls just love being put in the dome. Imagine spending 3 months watching an abundance of delicious food growing on the other side of the fence and only managing to sample it by stretching your neck through the wire. Till one day you are let loose to eat it all.
But the really wonderful thing is it's a win win situation. They get a treat and we get a whole heap of work done, that I would prefer not do, completely preparing the beds ready for the next round of planting. Including composting the remaining vegetation, removing bugs and seeds, and adding manure.
In the Linda Woodrow system the chooks go round the garden twice a year. Once from January to March, and again from July to September. It takes the chickens only two weeks to completely prepare a bed, which I find quite amazing. With 6 beds it takes 3 months for them to complete the whole garden.
Due to running behind on the July to September rotation we are still behind on the January to March one. As we just started a rotation when we should in fact be finishing one we are completely out of phase with Linda’s system. The intention was to catch up but that would have meant sacrificing some still productive plants. This is one part of Linda's system that I am going to have to get use to. Keeping those chickens rotating and rotating on time I do believe will result in an overall greater yield. But for someone who finds it even difficult to harvest, it is going to be a personal challenge. I find it such a rewarding feeling watching the plants grow it’s hard to rip them up. My mum claims I even use to get upset when she flushed my poo. Well... I put a lot of effort in.