Wallah! They are growing nicely and feathered out.Two appear to be roosters and one a future hen. I call them my toy chickens.Little nick-knacks.Small enough to put up on a shelf.
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To go to sleep with crickets chirping & awaken with roosters crowing.Morning is the most beautiful part of day, afresh with new anticipation!
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- turkeyfether
- I've always been independant minded & admired self-sufficiency. Raising my own food has always had an attraction to me.My first adventure was with my sister-in-law in the 1970s when we canned our own Bread and Butter pickles from Uncle Fritzs recipe.
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