Both come first

Times are tough for chickens, even in a free flock on a small farm. (We will not talk of factories.) But there is something about the birds that soothes me. And eggs...is there any food so obsessed over: the hundreds of best scrambled egg recipes, the perfect omelet, the golden yolk running down over almost anything? So you will have to endure another post on poultry. It could be worse, and no doubt will be again.
Top is children selling eggs, likely from their family’s flock, in a market in Laos. And their sleepy dog.
Under that is Joey gathering eggs at Littlewood Farm in Vermont. A few years after this photo, his health began to fail. Last year, in another blow, the farm was cut off for weeks when the river flooded and washed out the road they sat the end of.

Below is one of my photo quilts. Built on traditional quilt designs, photos replace fabric. From afar, they appear as calico-like patterns, but close up, the squares and borders break into individual photos—some whole, some details, and others re-formed into kaleidoscopic images. The quilts often contain hundreds of pieces digitally “sewn” together. In this one, they are all comprised of chickens. To see more photo quilts, click here.