The Hatchling

Born (er...hatched) last Sunday afternoon. 

This little one is already turning color...

And Mama doesn't let her get a foot from her side.

The Wee Farm is a battlefield of crows, Blue jays, rabbits, and goats, 

which cause Mama to be protective.

I love the all-day-long happy chirping ~ heard within my Wee House walls, as the pair search for grub.

The hen house is now back to normal.

No more nest sitting.

And the proud Papa, our Java rooster, Mr. Jitters, has a new spring in his step.