A few more of the 167 pictures I took while on my mini vacation the week of
October 2 and 3 while attending the Dixie Classic County Fair.
My great Uncle Percy was a farmer. He had pigs, cattle, grew tobacco, his own vegetables
and he had a huge chicken barn where hundreds of chickens lived and laid eggs.
I learned a lot when I visited the farm. I milked cows...or attempted to do so,
I learned how to hand tobacco, I experienced my first fall pig pickin' there
but mostly My Mind's eye/nose recalls the smell of the chicken house. No matter where you were on the farm the pungent smell of the hen house found its way to your nose. As far as I know back then there were no show chickens like these pictured below. Uncle Percy's were all white. But then I never took a tour of the chicken house because of the smell.
About 10 years ago it became very fashionable in Raleigh to have back yard chicken condos in the city. Raleigh even has a Tour D' Coop, click on the link to read all about it. One registers to be on the walking tour and folks come to see your chickens. Of course there is a limit to how many chickens one can have in one's backyard but My Mind's Nose still recalls the smell.
