Since my sister became a chicken farmer a few years ago, family gatherings have gone so Norman Rockwell. (More photos on Facebook.)
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Mighty Girl 
Looks so fun! What a wonderful way to spend the holiday!
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Nice, but i don’t like Easter.
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Comment #2 cracked me up. Your photos are great and you are lucky to have access to a farm.
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I’m pretty sure that it’s going to be one of my life goals to live in a place with a red barn such as this one. Delightful!
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I love the picture of you coming in for a landing in front of the barn. Fun!
On the other hand that artichoke looks menacing. Are you sure it’s not a triffid in disguise? Hee.
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That’s actually not me in front of the barn, it’s my friend Geri-Ayn.
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I’m trying to convince my husband that I need a chicken farm in my backyard. Except that we live in the suburbs.
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Oh dear, I’m sorry! It does look like something you would do.
My wife wants us to have chickens but I fear the city compliance people.
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