So I am the tender of a tender flock of chickens:   some mundane, some fancy-pants.  And I quite adore them.  Someone asked me today:  “Why do you have chickens?”  It’s a fine question. I live in the City of Atlanta, after all.  This woman lives in the southern burbs, so it was a supreme mystery to her. My first reply is because I’ve always wanted them.  I have.  My ex had a … [Read more...]