In late fall, after I have pulled the plants and weeds from the garden, mulched part of it, and declared it done for the season, I let the chickens in.
From their interest, I gather that my cleaning was subpar.
They scratched and hunted for seeds and sprouts of green.
But what they loved best was the chard, that I thought was frozen and done for the season. Poking around among the shoots, they found bits of green -- a real delicacy at this time of the year.
Monday, December 10, 2012
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