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: Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
2015-04-25 20:27:00

Brat Farrar
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2015-04-25 20:27:00

Farm labor (of a sort)

One of the ways you can put chickens to use is by having them scratch up and turn over garden beds in the spring. Of course, that's assuming they don't decide to simply wallow in the dirt:

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Farm labor (of a sort)

poem: Much Madness is divinest Sense - (620)

Poem: The Wise Men

Poem: The House of Christmas (Eleventh day of Christmas)

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