Gertie came to Mulberry Cottage in September 2015 with her flock sisters, Celeste and Evie. I named them after the heroines in my novel The Rose Girls, who were – in turn – named after roses.
Gertie soon became tame enough to eat from my hand, but never liked to be picked up!
One of Gertie’s favourite things was the pond. I’ve never seen a hen spend so much time in the mud and water and she didn’t seem to mind when her legs and beak turned black.
She also loved jumping up onto the bin with Evie and peeping into the kitchen window. We used to call the two of them The Bin Twins and we’re going to miss seeing this funny duo marching around the garden together. They really were the best of pals. Here they are examining the wheelbarrow together earlier this summer.
Recently, Gertie took to laying her eggs behind the fig tree, her pretty face looking so picturesque among the leaves. But then she stopped laying and started to slow down, sleeping more and eating less.
Goodbye, pretty Gertie. We adored having you at Mulberry Cottage and will miss that beautiful face of yours looking into the kitchen window.