The guinea family is admitted to the greenhouse as early as 6:30, and usually by seven. They go to bed much earlier than the chickens. Galahad watches for my appearance, and they scamper in as soon as I open the door.Bedtime begins with some last foraging for a snack and a familiarizing walk around the greenhouse.Then they hit the ladder. They really do use it as a ladder, hopping up a rung at a time, zigzagging, until they get to the top.Then they have to fly to the perch. Galahad is already up there.It’s tricky, the perches swing.Then they walk along the branch, like getting off the runway. Wings are good for balancing. Now the rest are all gathered on the top of the laundry rack, and the ones on the branch need to get themselves organized in the order they want to be, all on the same stick.All done. This is where we sleep.And I get to enjoy the hooting of owls:)Take a close look at Galahad’s left. Somebody still feels needy.