The yellow chicks John brought home a week ago as future additions to our aging laying flock seem to be turning into white chickens instead of the various breeds he'd been told they were. In fact, we're not sure if they're layers at all -- they may be Cornish Rock broilers. So, back to the chicken store. . .
Meanwhile the old girls are enjoying their freedom. They'll have to be confined to the chicken yard when we begin to plant the garden.