The ladies are always eager to get out of their coop in the morning, however they are no longer allowed to free-range unless we are out there with them, because I'm tired of losing chickens to coyotes and the neighbours' dog(s).
Gordon finished a sturdy but unattractive outside run for them. The ladies are locked in the coop by sunset, because this run would not survive a predator determined to spend a long time digging underneath it, and it just has bird netting on top. However, the ladies seem to like it. They have killed the grass, spread the gravel (that was in a thin band up against the barn) over two-thirds of the coop, and are digging holes to dust-bathe in. They are also patently ignoring the delicata squash I tossed in there for them.
Not to worry, that black one in a heap on the ground is dust-bathing, not dead!
Last Sunday, the girls got to run free all day, as we were outside gardening with them. Anastasia looks quite pleased with herself: