Biddies Join the Big Girls

Today was the day!  I folded back the fencing that has kept the young hens separated from the rest of the flock.  Barack, the rooster, strutted directly into their midst, but without unnecessary  aggressiveness.


Some were bigger 'chickens' than others, but gradually, all of the youngsters merged into the chicken yard, keeping a healthy distance from the more mature hens. While working in the garden, I kept an eye and an ear out for undue commotion, but I heard only a couple little squabbles as the older hens made sure the wannabes know their place in the pecking order!