Speaking of things that run amok in August - meet the babies! Mother banty hen, Freckles, has her new brood out and about. (She sat the eggs from several of my less maternally-minded hens. Freckles would and probably could hatch a rock if she didn't find anything more suitable. Determined doesn't begin to describe her.) The chicks are starting to look vaguely like chickens. What's really amazing is that I can already tell which chick came from which hen in the flock! All slightly "off" the original by the effect of the tall white daddy, RoosterMan. Enjoy!