My friend, Kim, has raised a small feathered female community from chick-hood to adolescence to their newest phase of embracing their life’s work.  What a funny little brood they are.  Like sisters, they tease and celebrate each other.  Every day is another day with a chicken story.  And I love to hear chicken stories. 

When we were gifted eggs from Angel, Ginger, Liza & Jane (the twins) and Dot, it was fun to give the boys a choice of whose egg they wanted for breakfast.  As the picture shows, Ginger’s was first chosen and that was before they knew she was the one with the blue eggs.  The choice was quick and intentional, no doubt because they have come to know these chickens too.  How cool is that.  

Thanks girls.

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