The six new baby chicks have just moved to their outdoor digs during the daytime. It's still too cool at night for them outside. They are practicing their pecking and scratching.
Here's Hilary after she has just finished devastating the monarda patch I've been trying to grow next to the chicken run. Is that a satisfied look on her face?
If he weren't so stupid--I mean simple--I would swear that T. Boone Chickens knows when I'm taking his photo. He always seems to pose and flap his wings for me.