Take lots of pictures so you can do this some day.Oh she is stunningThank you so very much for reposting these together. Her speckles were always there as you said but I really enjoyed seeing them appear to multiply as she got older and she filled out. A peek into the future!
Will she continue to get more speckles?
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Wow, that was wonderful! It is so amazing to see the speckles/spangles just appear and multiply (oh, gosh, made me think of evil rats!
) Regardless, that would look so lovely on a flip book*! Especially if she was in the same pose for each one. Wonderful watching her mature into a fully spangled Lady!
Each molt will have more speckles
I'm going to let the flip book comment pass because of the kind thoughts about her.Wow, that was wonderful! It is so amazing to see the speckles/spangles just appear and multiply (oh, gosh, made me think of evil rats!
*I just really aged myself with that comment, didn't I?
I will do just thatTake lots of pictures so you can do this some day.
Glynda was much less dramatic. Just a comb popping up the last few weeks.
Glynda is sleek and svelte, I love her white glow. I understand, my white ladies did not change to much either though they are much heavier ladies. Sleek and svelte they are not 
Can’t wait to see her in a yrs time!
I could not find Agathae one day. I looked high and low.Counting chickens…
9…..
Supposed to be 10, and Marty makes 11 (she roosts in her nest box). Who is missing? Oh well of course who else? Buttercup.
I call over the camera to see if she is hidden in the pileup at the one end. Nope no one moves, I guess the disembodied voice is ignored now.
Nothing for it, I have to go to the barn. 23:20hrs, and cold 7C, brrrr! I need to make sure I actually did count her earlier.
It’s actually a lovely night for winter, crystal clear and a good stiff breeze, stars twinkling, but no northern lights.
Onward to the barn, I creep in trying not to disturb the horses (I snort with laughter at that), oh they know I am there. Even with all the lights out they know my walk, but they also know I am not there to feed them so no warm welcoming nicker from Truly, she always talks to me. Unless it middle of the night!
Ok now we’re is Buttercup? I put on my toques headlamp (love that toque!), and look on the hen house, I don’t see her anywhere - darn it! I check nest boxes good grief.
Then a movement, oh! There she is up in the window well, darn chicken! Ok quick count they are all there, good night chickies see you in the morning, good night geegees behave.
And that is that, I don’t mind going to the barn at 11:30 at night when it’s warm, it not when it’s cold! Brrrr!
And I dragged Buttercup down from the window.
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Chiiiiiickens! So stressful
