I looked out the window the other day to see that the girls were busy excavating a dust bath in front of the garden shed.
They always look half dead when taking a bath
Probably because they're contorted into strange, sad-looking puddles of feathers and dirt
But they love it
Look how much soil Greta has managed to get under those feathers
Dusty bird
In other news, the chickens are getting really fast. Yesterday Eric J., Megan, and I spent a good five minutes chasing Phoebe around the yard. She's a quick one, our Phoebe. We finally pinned her against the stairwell after many near misses.