The Pope's nose

While tidying up the house, we took a break to do the chicken chores.  We recently moved our 1 month old baby chicks to the chicken house.  They're still not big enough to co-exist with the el grandes so, they have their own private area. 

The man and I decided to let the elders out to roam while the pint-sized pullets went over to exercise in the pen.  

I was captivated by this petite brood navigating the new world, and I wasn't the only one.



I can't resist a fluffy chicken bum.  There's just something about layers and layers of fluffy feathers, perfectly placed by The Big Man Himself.

For some, they are most unnoticed but, I delight in the small things.