I now have six baby chicks in my care.
Their feathers are so downy and soft and floaty and just lovely altogether-- they chirp and chirp as though they know they are singing the most beautiful songs in the world. I could never tire of hearing them sing. Some love being held, and some squeak and run from your hand as though you were a godzilla encroaching on their tiny town. Ben and I spent all day in the sun building their little coop, which I hope to paint all different shades of robin's egg blue. And, Ben is amazing. He is just amazing. I wanted to tell you, in case I hadn't before.