Wow, it seems like just yesterday that I brought three fuzzy chicks home from the feed store. They've grown so much since then, and I am anxiously awaiting the first blue (!) egg from them; they'll hopefully start laying in just a few weeks.
Here they are, then and now.
It was clear from the beginning that Hazel would be the boss of the flock. She's smart, loud, opinionated, and fiesty! I couldn't even set her down for a photo when I first got her, because she kept trying to run away.
She still has the small black spots on her back, and she is the first chicken to the door when I call "Here girls!" while in the garden. She knows I'm heading her way with a tastey treat.
Harriet was a little black puffball when I first got her, with a cute patch of white on her throat.
She seems to have lost the white patch on her throat, but her feathers are the most beautiful irridescent greenish black when in the sun.
Greta was my favorite from the beginning. She started out looking like a mouse-colored cotton ball.
Now she has the most beautiful feathers. They're light gray on the interior with a darker gray on their edge, and as she's gotten older she's developed a few rust colored feathers on her throat. She's still not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but she sure is pretty!
On Monday I'll show you their new home!