After 21 days of much questioning from the littles as to when there would be chicks, we heard cheeping from under Mama Hen yesterday. Between Aneliese and I, there were many, many “just a quick peek”. To do a head count, to check if that little one had dried out and found Mama, to cheer for the one that finally burst through the shell, and to feel a momentary sadness for the loss that is part of farming life. In the end, seven wee bits of fluff shared their magic. This is one of those parts of farming that truly reveals a bit of Glory. A gentle remind of so much good.