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THE COOP CHOIREST. GOLDEN HOUR
GATHERING THE FLOCK
Backyard Chickens

The coffee’s hot, the coop’s stirring, and the girls already have notes.
GOLDEN HOUR  /  FEATHERED CHAOS
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The Coop Choir Songbook · Verse One

We came for the eggs.We stayed for the whole personality.

THE COOP CHOIRSEALED AT DAWN
Chapter I

Nobody warns you that three becomes thirty.

It starts with a tidy little starter flock. Then someone mentions a breed you have never kept, and the arithmetic quietly gives up.

Two warm brown eggs cupped in a pair of hands

The good part

Golden hour.A warm egg in each hand.This is the good part.

Chapter II

You're among your people.

From first light to lock-up, we are a little obsessed — the good kind. Rise with the run, count heads at dusk, do it all again tomorrow.

THE COOP CHOIRMAIL ORDER · FRESHOne last thing before lock-up

Put it on a shirt. You’ve clearly earned the title.

You count heads at dusk. You know their voices apart. You are, officially, a chicken person now — may as well dress the part.

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