Lulu still has feathers falling out, and quills coming in, and new feathers unfurling. She is a mess. It’s saying something when the pitted old hen planter by the coop door is prettier than Lulu. But just wait till this winter. Lulu will be back to her gorgeous, graphically black & white plumage. I’ll be sure to put up a picture of her then. I owe it to Lulu – after posting these sorry views of her molting!