We spent part of this weekend visiting the town of Emlenton in Venango county. Friends have a farm there and raise turkeys and chickens.



When I pick up my chickens they feel light and I can usually feel their ribs. These chickens, however, feel solid and thick, like little meaty bowling balls.



They spend most of their time in the barn sitting around. Few of them took any interest in us.



The turkeys live on the second floor of the barn and display a little more personality.



They like keep watch out of their window. There were little turkey eyes constantly tracking our activities in the yard.



We collected eggs from the free-range laying flock and ripe blueberries from the bushes. These eggs are what inspired me to raise my own chickens. They taste so much better than store eggs and make the best poached eggs ever.

My friend David bought a defunct antique shop in downtown Emlenton. He's going to use the building as his residence, so he'll probably cut you a deal on all the junk left behind.







I'm kind of jealous. It's like he's living in a library.

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