Sonja, my Rhode Island Red hen, has just become a momma hen, or mother hen.
She went broody about three weeks back, so we sent word out to the farm for some fertilized eggs (by Junior, a recent Ravenswood graduate), picked them up, and placed them under Sonja, and placed her in the nesting basket inside the secure garden shed (which is still a mess from the feathering of a dozen chicks earlier this spring).
Her dutiful brooding has produced at least one baby chick. It is black. Even more, it is black on black. Shiny black eyes and beak against a soft matt black of chick fluff. Not easy to seen in the dark recesses under Sonja.
More gallus gallus! It shall be fun watching the new momma take her little ones out and about.
Post by raspberrybullets on Jun 21, 2013 9:06:58 GMT
They are soo cyoooot! Black chickies are adorable!
The sight filled the northern sky; the imensity of it was scarcely conceivable. As if from Heaven itself, great curtains of delicate light hung and trembled. Pale green and rose-pink, and as transparent as the most fragile fabric, and at the bottom edge a profound fiery crimson like the fires of Hell, they swung and shimmered loosely with more grace than the most skillful dancer. ~ Northern Lights
I am inordinately amused that one of the little foofy black chicks has a Turken heritage. In this case, the layer of the egg was a Turken hen. This means she has no feathering on her neck; also known as 'naked neck' chickens. The little foofy black chick has a band of no fluff around its neck.