free range chickens.

i wrote about my friend emily a while back.
she’s pretty great.
we have a love for food in common. (although, that’s not the only thing that makes us friends. right emily?)
she does simple living much better than i do.
gets produce from a CSA.
eggs from a neighbour.
last time i visited her + her husband in may, i got to tag along when she went to collect her eggs.
we made friends with the neighbour’s dog + visited the chickens from whence the eggs came.
i live in the city + am happy to live in a place with chickens in the yard.
but i still sometimes yearn for rural living. much simpler. more wholesome.

these eggs we went to collect?
most definitely free-range.
i have photographic evidence.

see for yourself: