Chickens. We got freakin’ chickens.

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― Woody Allen, Annie Hall: Screenplay

Actually, we need the eggs… we want the eggs. So know we have 7 chickens. The eggs are somewhat slow to come; two of the girls are laying randomly. As they get older and after the days stop getting shorter, we should have a fair amount. Probably two many.

Expect to see eggs for purchase or as gifts!


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