Friday, May 27, 2011

like caviar with shells





















Questioned as to the age at which hens start laying, I momentarily convinced my mother and a gullible other that laying commences at hatching, initially tiny eggs ("50 per omelet") progressing to the size we're more familiar with.

Momentarily.

The chicks are now a few weeks old and acting as entitled and possessive of their little geography as their adult colleagues are of the entire Kingbird arena. They flap their little wings, strut about, claim a special spot of sun or shade, indignantly disperse when intruded upon, and eat and drink constantly. This one is a Buff Orpington, a large old English breed.
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