Now, before you get your sensibilities in an uproar, you should know I am talking about real chicks … as in chickens. This spring we got 30 chicks. Most of them are those cool Easter Eggers. They lay those awesome blue and pink eggs, thus the name. Funny – every time we get a new flock of chickens, the old girls give me that "hey what up" look.
This happens to me every spring. My mind turns to chicks. And when I want to pick up chicks, I head to Waterloo. That's right. I am always assured of getting the kind of chicks I want in Waterloo.
Circle of life ladies.