Urban Chickens in Portlandia

18 Sep

Walking from Sweetpea brunch, I saw three chickens in a yard. I stood watching them, and they came out and down the front steps to meet me. They followed me down the sidewalk until I turned around and chased them back into their yard. Meanwhile, an assortment of rain-dampened socks dangled from my hand, because I had just picked them out of a “free” box so I can make sock creatures.

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