On my morning walk today, I took an unfamiliar route into a section of streets I hadn't been on before. I rounded a corner and was surprised and pleased to see a hen scratching in the grass. In the same yard a few yards away there was a box bee hive.
This is something I love about living in the South. People still have vegetable gardens and raise chickens--right here in the suburbs!--and apparently even keep bees. The agrarian past really isn't that distant a memory even if you now have to drive twenty minutes out to see a real farm.
That makes me happy.
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How awesome! That would make me happy, too!
We had chickens for a year or two when I was a teenager. I loved it. I want a house with a big enough yard to raise chickens (and have fresh eggs).
We live around farmland which I love except I hate roosters. They end up crowing all the time. Sadly, the roosters don't hang around long. Rumor has it the coyotes get them.
Love it. You know, there's actually a magazine called Backyard Poultry or something like that - it caters specifically to people who have chickens in their yards but don't live on farms.
Need to see you when you get free from all your obligations - I have a trunk stuffed to bursting with clothes for Bean!
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