These chix are clever little beings. Most eves everyone is in the hutch. Two nights I have finally left them, closing the two who refused to get in out. I check the fencing and so far no trouble. I did climb in there once. I wondered at the time if it was the right thing to do.
I have an iris and a perky red flower to plant. The sun is out and it is cool yet. Invigorating at moments. Beans and squash and a tomato or two look strong. Even when I purchase and pick from local farms, I get some simple satisfaction in it all. I look forward to fresh eggs in six months. Straight ahead is ‘Clubby’ who is a he and has pointed little feet. He is somewhat affectionate, always running to say hello.
These chick tales and photos are by Wanda Callagy