Christmas trees + Chickens = Free Entertainment
We spent the afternoon walking through Snead’s Farm, among the Christmas trees, making friends with the goats and sheep and chickens. The chickens parade up and down the rows of trees like they own the place.
Dave is a “chicken whisperer.” He scratches the ground and clucks and the chickens come running. He pets them and they peck at him. I laid on my stomach to get low for these pictures and the chickens kept getting closer and closer, too close for focus.
Chickens are not cooperative for picture-taking. They clump up, turn away so only their rear ends show, move constantly, and take off in an awkward run-fly when the lens points their way.
I took 99 pictures and there were four decent shots.