When I awoke this morning, I discovered that Harriet had sprouted wings, seemingly out of nowhere.
They have all been practicing their flapping this morning, but Harriet’s definitely best at it. I tried to catch some flapping action shots, but my digital camera moves too slowly. I was only able to catch half a flap.
I made a little jungle gym for them out of kindling and rolled-up newspaper, so that they can exercise their winglets. They like it a lot. (Funny that none of my chicken books mention adding toys to the brood box.)
I had better post these pictures from Sunday, before they expire completely.
Chicks dig visiting with distant relatives:
Chicks dig knitting:
(But you knew that already.)