Beautiful Chickens
It was little Matthew’s first visit to the country, and feeding the chickens fascinated him.
Late one evening, he caught his first glimpse of a peacock strutting in the yard, feathers spread beautifully in all its glory. Rushing indoors excitedly, Matthew called out for his grandmother . . .
“Oh, Grandma, come look! Come look!!” he exclaimed. “One of your chickens is in bloom!”
Tags: feeding the chickens, peacock, feathers, first glimpse, grandmother
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