Pickin' Up Chicks

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.  

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.

Circle of life ladies.