Eggs. Our eggs. From the chickens!
Melon! It was on top of the mountain. Yummy!
A breakfast we grew in our garden. Blackberries, plums, some eggs… kinda yummy!
At the Farmer’s Market today is Chicken Day. The first chicken looked like a duck, so I showed Mimee “duck!” I saw three big chickens and a whole box full of little baby chickens. I call them “ticktick.” We’ll work on that later. There was a Iris-size girl holding a fluffy white chicken, which we sat and watched for a long time. Some people touched that chicken. I didn’t want to touch it but I used my eyes. It wasn’t until I saw the baby ones that I figured out: chickens are birds! If I get the Yellow House, I can have a chicken. Or four. And I can eat their eggs.