Back Yard Chickens

The first time I saw chickens strolling across a lovely green lawn, and walking among the rose bushes and spring flowers was at Mrs. Virginia Masero's home on an Easter Sunday. It was lovely, and has influenced how I see chickens ever since. They may belong in a Chicken Coop or a barnyard, but they are equally at home during a lovely garden party filled with wonderful memories. Mrs. Masero has left this earth, but her love of flowers, roses, and chickens will never leave my heart or memories. She was a lovely woman who loved her home, her husband, family, and garden, and she passed on those loves to all who knew her. May she rest in peace, and the beauty of roses always bless her memory.