Chickens! Over the past few years I convinced Tom to let me get some chickens. I love to bake, and wanted my own fresh eggs from my own chickens. Plus, we have the space - so why not use it? I love their clucks and crows and the way they follow me around hoping for some chicken treats! Tom is a good sport and didn't complain when I "accidentally" got the flock up to about 70. Oops! But now we are down to a manageable 22. That's not counting the guinea fowl (10) or the red jungle fowl (7) - of course. Those aren't chickens, you know! I love these sweet rooster earrings!
Friday, July 1, 2011
twenty-five: rooster earrings
Chickens! Over the past few years I convinced Tom to let me get some chickens. I love to bake, and wanted my own fresh eggs from my own chickens. Plus, we have the space - so why not use it? I love their clucks and crows and the way they follow me around hoping for some chicken treats! Tom is a good sport and didn't complain when I "accidentally" got the flock up to about 70. Oops! But now we are down to a manageable 22. That's not counting the guinea fowl (10) or the red jungle fowl (7) - of course. Those aren't chickens, you know! I love these sweet rooster earrings!
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