Nobody told my chicks that chickens can't fly.
My newest additions think the tree in the chicken run is the perfect place to get away from the fuss-budget older hens and rooster.
While my older chickens don't actively chase my new pullets (that would be too much work), the babies can't really set up shop for a nap or preening without fear of getting pecked on the head for just being in the way.
Their solution is to get up where the older chickens can't get---the tree. The little ones are surprisingly agile flyers. Even more so, their landings. Unfortunately, that won't last for long.
Buff Orpingtons hens can push up against the 6 lb. mark as fully grown chickens. I guess by the time they reach that weight though, they'll be able to peck the other chickens right back.
In other chicken news. The little hen in the center of the picture has begun laying eggs. Small, almost pink eggs. They'll grow in size as she does, and the color of the egg will become darker--closer to the natural brown that they're supposed to be.