Roses and Chickens

This weekend the small town I live close to had its annual show. Well, it had been annual for 80 or so years until covid put paid to it for two years, but now it’s back!

The Noorat Show first happened in 1933 and has grown to be one of the main events in the country calendar for the state of Victoria.

We had worked our collective butts off to get our native garden up to scratch and all the lawns were mowed, so the town looked as pretty as a picture.

Apart from a rainy and sometimes blustery day that made some parts of the footy grounds where we hold the show a little boggy, a great day was had by all.

There was a lot going on but pretty much the only things I got photos of were the roses in the floral competition and an interesting looking chicken.

I love to see which roses are being grown in local gardens, and to see which ones are holding up the best. One unfortunate entrant sadly had their whole rose collapse. The petals were white, so I suspect it may have been an Iceberg which don’t hold up very well unless you pick them early in their life. Never mind, they more than likely won’t enter that one again; we all live and learn.

The chicken that caught my eye was of a breed called ‘Modern Game’. At first I was taken aback by its baleful glare and malevolent countenance and decided to get a photo so I could find out more about it so I didn’t buy one accidentally…😳😂 but I’ve warmed to them.

The breed was apparently bred in the late 1800’s from the ‘Old English Game’ and a Malaysian breed. I believe they are mostly just ornamental; exhibitionists rather than useful workers. I intend to find out a bit more about them, maybe I’ll even get some?

Til next time!