We had a really nice day today, so I let the chickens come out to play (as I often do on a weekend day).
Carole made a beeline for the pile of loose sand by the pond and took a long and relaxing dust bath.
Watch her bathing (in which Rosie gets bored partway through and goes to see what the other chickens are up to):
Joan was intrigued by the idea of the pond, but not enough to do more than peck a little at the curly rush.
But mostly they followed me around cooing and chuckling as I weeded, cleared leaves from beds, and so on.
And when I'd had enough of them underfoot, I gave them a handful of scratch to enjoy in their chicken gym: