This afternoon I decided to let the chickens out of their yard. I have been waiting for them to grow bigger and bond as a flock. Their sad little chicken faces got to me while I was feeding them in their yard. When I went to shut the gate behind me, they were all lined up at the door, wanting all that fresh green on the other side of the fence instead of their dry, dusty feed. I gave in. Since then, they have been excitedly scratching in the garden and foraging in the grass. We'll still tuck them away at night in the coop, to keep them safe from night predators.