Chickens may not curl up on the couch or wag their tails at the door, but they bring a different kind of joy—the quiet rhythm of life. Watching them wander across the grass, scratch at the soil, and chatter in their own feathered language is a reminder that happiness doesn’t have to be complicated.
Fresh eggs are a bonus, but the real gift is the calm they bring. A flock in the yard grounds us in the moment—proof that joy can cluck, peck, and strut right past our windows.