mArniAc asked on the post about cows at the family farm whether we had any chickens. I answered her in the affirmative, but I felt it important to provide her with visual proof that could well stem her most fowl fetish.
There are fewer than a dozen chickens living there. Because it’s not a humongous farm and is intended only to serve the needs of the family, more than that would be overkill.
So, mArniAc, here are some chicken photos taken during my recent trips to East Texas. Enjoy!
[I absolutely LOVE that last photo; you have to look at the larger version to see it, but the lighter hen has this rather disapproving look as she gazes at the other hen shaking her head; it’s as though she’s an uppity woman looking down on someone who would behave so primitively in public; it’s the epitome of disdain; if she had lips, they’d clearly be pursed…]