I’ve been keeping an eye open for opportunities to capture 2.0’s tentative forays into the laying nests, and today I hit pay dirt. They are sixteen weeks old now, and you can see that the Australorps, in particular, have larger, redder combs and wattles. More tellingly, they are beginning to follow me around, and not just for treats. Can squatting be far behind?
The Silver Laced Wyandottes have less in the way of wattles and combs, as you can see, but they have small rose combs, and it’s apples to oranges.
Here they are congregated in and around The Annex, unused since Pip’s death:
And, not half an hour later, all squeezed into The Hideaway:
Who will lay first? My money is on Delilah, but it’s still anybody’s game.