I read here somewhere that someone had named all their pullets after .women mentioned in Beatles songs. Like (Dear) "Prudence" and (Lovely) "Rita" (Meter Maid)
Eventually worms were uncovered, and chases were run...all sorts of mad scampers ensued as the girls discovered leaf litter, twigs, and old feathers. The feathers created great races each time one was found. Chicks running about flapping young growing wings and scampering after the bird with the feather.
....flapping wings, playing tag and plain ole stretching out in the sun. They had a great afternoon.