This fluffball of a chick was the biggest of our two Columbian Wyandottes. She’s gaining her white and black plumage and is more cautious of an adventurer than some of the other girls. But she holds her own in the crowd. She reminds me a bit of the improbable, independent-minded, and intrepid Victorian travel writer Isabella Bird. If you’ve never heard of Isabella Bird, I recommend taking a minute to read about her. May our Isabella live to have many adventures (all safely in our side yard, of course).