The evening perch

It’s time for a good evening perch.

Like mama, like chick.  They are getting quite good at the starter branch, and can walk up and down along it, and keep their balance when their chick siblings shake it by jumping on and off.

This little chick, all independent, doesn’t need a warming – my money is that he’s a rooster. 

She’s looking for aerial threats.

    Oh!  Perching again.

One of the “old” chicks.  Her cheeks are showing. 

This is the little Silkie cuckoo that got raised with the big birds, and now she’s not having being put in with the Silkies.  Her sister wants to know if she’s in this picture too.

There they are.

Oh, hello!

Little orange feet:)