We grow our own food in a suburban village in the North East of England. Follow us as we keep up the battle to be self-sufficient.
Friday, 30 September 2016
A surprise duck egg
We had one duckling hatch in March. It was a disappointing hatch rate but the duckling grew up, living with a small number of chicks that hatched around the same time. As the duckling matured, it looked more and more like a khaki campbell drake. We assumed we would be slaughtering him later this year.
And then we found a small duck egg in the henhouse where he roosted with his family of chicks. So he was a she after all. Roast duck will be off the menu, boiled duck egg is back on!
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