Last Thursday, on May 19, I opened the little door leading from the home to the ramp and the outer yard. They were curious, but not sure what to do. The ramp proved a little steep for them, and they did a little sliding around and there was much flapping of wings. I added some grass to the ramp, thinking that it would perhaps help them make their way down. I quickly discovered that they liked eating it.
Finally, with some hands-on help, they made it to the ground. It took them a couple days to get use to making the trip outside, but now they do it with ease, all on their own. So they spend the better part of the day outside, and I often visit them, sometimes sitting in a chair parked next to the coop where I will pass some time reading and enjoying the sun and the antics of my girls. Foster also likes to visit.
Now that I have been out amongst the chickens on a daily basis and they have grown enough to develop certain characteristics and even personalities, I have chosen names for them.
Lucy is the reddest of our girls, and she is also the most adventurous. She's usually the first one out of the coop, anxious to get into the daylight and explore what might be new in the yard.
Ethel is right behind Lucy when it comes to getting out in the morning or going in at dusk. She's a little ragged around her head feathers, but she has a very fine set of tail feathers.
Flo is our only girl with black legs and feet. She's not as red as Lucy and Ethel, and she has beautiful coloring on her beak, orange at the top, with a pretty black triangle on the bottom point.
So you won't find me online too often these days. I'm loving the warmer weather and I'm usually outside soaking in the sunshine, spending time in the garden, and enjoying our new family members.