Monday, March 7, 2005
When I see a chicken, the first thing I think of is my Nana, she loved them, she had a big chicken coop that she built herself. She never had to go to the store for eggs. I liked the chickens too. I liked collecting the eggs for Nana, putting them in my shirt. Those chicken coops sure did smell though. I took this picture last week at the petting zoo in Green Cove Springs.