Summer Cobalt


Summer mornings paint the sky a cobalt blue. Each season has its own blue for the sky. As they head out to forage and play, I wonder what the chickens, with their spectacular color vision, think of this cobalt blue above their head.


Or what are their impressions of the pink poppies which are opening? Do they think, “How would I look in that shade?”


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