|Chickens in a hazelnut orchard|
|Family chicken checking out the dirty dishes|
The kitchen window looks out into the backyard where the hazelnut trees run up to the various out-buildings. As the sun was setting, I noticed for the second time today, chickens in a tree. All the chickens were flying up into the hazelnut trees and settling into the branches. That's where they sleep. Who knew?? Well, Tea knew. She chuckled at my new-found knowledge. Silly American!