Bess' minions await her majesty's command. Should we step through to inspect the new fodder or stay put?
There's Bess claiming the high ground. Yes, there are three black hens in the flock but believe me when I say that Bess stands out from the others. She has confidence. She has style. Her black feathers are sleek and have a blue sheen in the sun light. Her comb is the reddest red and she holds it proudly.
Blue Bess and Mrs. Gold often hang out together. As the senior hens in the yard and most experienced they have a lot to talk about. Seven of the girls are Mrs. Gold's hatchlings all grown up so she has a vested interest in the daily doings of the flock, Queen Bess uses her to enforce discipline on the younger hens. But there is no doubt who the queen actually is. All hail Blue Bess!
Until next time,