May the first, and not a rhyme in sight.
Being back in ordinary time seems very right.
Oops. Habits sometimes die hard. To offer some sort of break, I offer chicks. Or maybe teen hens would be more accurate.
Here are Lacey on the right, Rita in the middle, and the unnamed black one on the left, all posing on the main roost.
Lucy in foreground, she is more red than Rita, shown in the first picture, who is darker. These two (the second is either Goldie or another unnamed chick) are on the new higher roost that Hubs and I installed this past week.