26 February 2015
Did anyone else wake up to eight surprise quail chicks today? I did. Two were a bit slow hatching out, by which time Mum, Mum, Dad, Dad and Dad (it's a real family affair) had departed. They were most unwelcoming when I tried to introduce the two to the clutch, and after witnessing a little unnecessary rough-housing the slow two are getting on their feet with the help of a box and lamp in my sewing room where I can keep an eye on them. Tiny. Helpless. Adorable.