And the rooster crows

It is a miserably rainy day, a good day to nap the Covid symptoms away. When I looked over to the coop area this morning, I saw that several birds had found their way into the open garden but couldn’t figure out how to get back out. Their appearance looked like perhaps they had spend the rainy night in there. Eventually they either went back out the open gate or climbed a pallet leaning against the fence and went over the top.

With a Cooper hawk hanging out nearby, they aren’t free ranging much, but a few minute’s ago, most were in the front yard.

The two hatchlings from last summer both ended up roosters and for the first time one crowed.

I’m not sure which one is vocal, but at least it isn’t an unpleasant squawk.

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