Bunch'a house sitters

The chickens like to stand around all afternoon on top of their houses. 

All of the houses are fair game.

And a bale sitter.  I love this hen.  The little silver adventurer.  She’s the best.  She needs a name.

Cream Puff.

They are just, just about to get evicted from the greenhouse.  And those old dusty poopy houses will get a good rinsing in the next rain.  And then the birds can’t sit around all afternoon indoors.  They’ll have to play outside.  Right now they wander around outside for a few hours, and then, like they’re slacking off work, they wander back into the GH and flop around.  Off duty. Time to scratch, ladies, it’s spring!