I took these pictures yesterday when the outside door to the room where all the young hens live was open. I haven’t seen them in a few weeks and my, how they’ve grown. It’s enough to make a gal’s heart swell with pride even though I have exactly nothing to do with their well-being and no reason to take pride in them.
They got quite a range of chickens this year, and they’re so pretty. The eggs will look fine all together, too.
This gal’s a little prima donna, standing in the spotlight like that.
Just look at ’em all.
Outside the barn, the cats gather. You can hardly tell they’ve been there, though. We feed them cracked eggs out there.
“I would like more eggs.”
This is one of June’s two brothers. This is his “I did not consent to be on camera” pose.