Saturday was a travel day as I drove from Rapid River, Michigan down to the lower part of the state and the town of Ann Arbor. I am staying in the home of a guy who has a farm and raises (primarily) chickens. He was at the Michigan football game when I arrived but told me that when I got to the house I would probably be met by two ducks and one chicken who thinks it’s a duck. He was right…
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Ha – what a fowl welcome!
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