Sunday, August 16, 2015

Downstairs Chickens


Remember the little chick that Justin and Claui's hen  hatched out? 

He (or she -- opinions differ) is near grown now and Momma has gone off, possibly to raise another brood. I think she got tired of this giant following her everywhere


Meanwhile, another hen, inspired by the banty, has hatched out three chicks -- 


It seems to be a case of the toner running out . . .


Justin tells me that this momma has a nest deep in the hay -- here's hoping these babies make it.


I love seeing the chickens running free -- but we can't let out ours (the upstairs chickens) till the garden's done.


This one below is a young Sex Link -- a handsome biddy...


With a compelling gaze.




5 comments:

Ms. A said...

A case of the toner running out... how perfect is that for the shot!!! Love it!

Barbara R. said...

Delightful update on the chickens. Toner chicks - great phrase!

NCmountainwoman said...

Who knew you had upstairs chickens and downstairs chickens? Bet those upstairs ones are pretty jealous right now.

Vicki Lane said...

When my sister-in-law and her kids lived in the house Justin and Claui have now (a quarter of a mile down hill from us,) the kids started referring to the two houses as upstairs and downstairs. As in: "We're going downstairs to play."

Frances said...

Vicki, how can I tell you how much I enjoyed seeing this post, just after sunset on a hot and humid NYC Sunday...a workday for me, I do add.

That big chick is now well on its (M/F to be decided) grown adventures. That trio of multi-toned chicks are adorable. The toner metaphor was original and perfect for words typed into a computer. Nature...always a muse.

I also love the origin of your local Upstairs Downstairs theme.

If the heat and humdity in this apartment weren't now giving up a challenge to my fan, I'd write more....

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