We picked up 12 yellow, fluffy, peeping chicks today from a kind friend at Welsh Hill Farm  They are completely adorable.  I fear I will never be allowed to eat them.  The kids have made a pact already.

They have names.  A bit premature as we don't really know if they are hens or cocks yet, but here they are: Denis, Eggbert, Wally, Essy (the second?), Flash, Dash, Steve, Mike and Spike and more to come.

They remind me of the children's book, Alvah and Arvilla: "The hens, being plural by nature...."

First meeting
The ride home - they seemed to like having a hand on them

New home