With all the bike riding I've been doing and hanging out in and around Cajarc, I found it very strange that I'd heard chickens crowing and cock-a-doodle doing when I was on the Cajarc river front. But, where? Crossing the bridge and just at the edge of Salvagnac-Cajarc, they called my name. There was this chicken coop right at the edge of the bridge! Aren't they gorgeous. Of course, I had to have a picture (or two or three). I'd hoped to capture them framed in the chain link fence, et voila!
They will certainly be on my list for future visits. They are just so much fun!
Happy Monday!
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