This Chicken Lays Apples

In Pawhuska, there is a quaint antique shop close to the Main Street and I take antiques that I find at garage sales over to the lady shop keeper. Last week, when picking up Betty Gram's meds, I traded for several items. This little chicken, I couldn't resist. At some point she may be filled with welcome guest items and given to a new neighbor. For now she sits on our breakfast table atop a vintage runner that's been stashed away for nine years. I 'm missing the country and I'm resorting of late to "use what we have" to decorate in a more vintage/retro/country style. Oh, for the days of collecting the eggs and looking out on the prairie or taking a walk down the lane!