What happens when the snow melts.

Did I mention we had tons of snow at the beginning of the week? Probably not. But we did, blizzards even. Then it melted and the river which we cannot normally see from the house got bigger and bigger.
We had two shooters of deer in most of the week, so I was quite pleased to see the snow as it would make it more difficult to shoot anything. They managed one each.
Been catching up with the ironing and cleaning. A couple in for one night on Sunday. So two nights 'off'.
We also went to view a potential property to move into. I did not like it. It was in a lovely situation and an area I do like. However the living room was the same size as our library here, so not enough room to place our furniture. The dining kitchen was okay size wise and the land with it was enough to populate with any number of geese, ducks, hens, but we are not getting any younger. So a larger sitting room is more important than flocks of poultry. After all you can only eat so many eggs in a day.
This morning Mike found one of our three hens minus a head and dead. Looking on google this could have been a racoon or a horned eagle owl - then I realised I had not put in UK - so it was probably a weasel. His task today was to move the hen run, ensure it was fox proof etc., tho theres not much you can do about weasels, but we will now be watching for dusk to shut the two remaining girls into their hut.
My task was to do the supermarket run. Not a good plan on Good Friday as apparently this is similar to New Years Eve when the place is packed and trolleys are piled high with booze (and Easter eggs.) (two for £7.) They had even run out of the senior citizen trolleys, you know, the small ones you can lean on, so I had quite a wait before even getting through the doors.
However I made it eventually and am well stocked up with beer and wine, but missed out on the easter eggs - and with our depleted flock probably on hen eggs too.