With the happy additions to the chicken yard yesterday, I also have to mention the untimely passing of the second of the two Beatrice. Beatrix (of course we have no idea whether she was B1 or B2), was one of my team of prodigal chickens, the wanderers who never wondered why a chicken should cross the road, but just did so with total chicken abandon -- pecking, scratching and always clucking around. B2 (or not 2B, that was always the question) was discovered lying peacefully in the chicken yard, an apparent victim of Sudden Chicken Death Syndrome, like her teammate B1 (or B2, depending). Both Bs served well and truly as chickens, and we will miss them. Of our original January 2011 team, only Mahalia Jackson remains, but the new varsity egg team is going to be really strong. Cosette and Marie Antionette, our new Cuckoo Marans, and Zsa Zsa, our Polish tophat, will begin laying in about two months and are going to be big contributors to our production. Susan B. Anthony, Frida Kahlo, Charo, Isabelle Allende and New Ophelia round out the roster as solid performers. None has the wanderlust or imagination as the Beatrice, though. May that peripatetic pair live on in our totally entertained imaginations in greater chicken glory.
Della Wager Wells
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