As I often said, my mother has chickens in her garden. I sometimes take photos of them. Above is a close-up shot of a white chicken that I took this summer. I somehow find chickens funny, when I am in the garden, they often follow me everywhere. But they are not completely free, they can’t roam around through the whole garden area. They have their special area, but it’s a fairly large lawn. If I am a chicken in my next life, I want to be in a similar garden, haha. Continue reading White Chicken