Maturing Into Hens. . .

After Thanksgiving, the chicks had big changes in their physical appearance. Lemon had the greatest of all; she got tomato-red and bigger wattles and a comb that flops over to the side  like an adult Leghorn's, she had also increased in body size, and is now about the size on a full grown hen.

Top and bottom: Lemon and her proud big red wattles and comb.

Lime my other White Leghorn on the other hand was still her small slim size, with big bulgy eyes of curiosity, or as some would say, cuteness (I would note deviousness), only a little bit of growth in size of her comb and wattles were most noticeable but they were now as red as Lemon's.

Lime in her dazed stare. A couple of ways to distinguish Lime and Lemon from each other is their size; Lemon is much bigger than Lime, I have also noticed that Lemon's eyes are farther spaced from her beak. Lime's eyes are kept close to her beak, creating an appearance of cuteness and curiosity.

The comb and wattles have also gotten larger in size and redder in Spice as well, the only ones in the flock who had not changed were Charcoal and Mellow. Mellow of course, had already reached adulthood and was frequently every week, laying eggs in the coop. She would presumably look the same in her lifetime, a small dark brown figure running with mad sprint in a hobbled fashion across the yard to catch up with the flock. Charcoal still had the same personality rank, and physical appearance though a tiny bit of her facial parts had become flushed in a vermilion hue; the tips of her comb still bore the same coral color, with lighter yellowish tints.

Spice's comb has now started forming a rounder circle with longer points, and in her holy authority it also appears to resemble a crown.

And again. . . the great! The terrible! And the vigilant Lemon strikes back! Terrifying the soles out of my boots.

The eccentric little buggers peck away at my boots, and ooooo! Their favorite, jeans. . .
* Lemon (left), Charcoal (middle), and Lime (right).