My gran went out this morning, only to find that the hen that wanders ’round our apartment finally had her little brood of hatchlings. There are three, though you can barely see the little black one in the front (covered by her down feathers). They’re very alert, so we think they must’ve hatched at least a day ago. There were eight eggs last time my gran checked the nest, maybe there will be more chicklets soon.
marginalia and such 