I have a tendancy to constantly explore Oxfordshire. I do find people own a car yet rarely deviate from their familiar journeys. Life should be one big surprise.
So, on one of my jaunts to nowhere in particular I happen across a residential house in a small village advertising eggs. I purchase them and as is the way with my curiousity I ask if the lady owns the small-holding that I passed upon entering the village (subsequently where Aggressor was taken) and yes it just so happens she does.In her eyes this paled into insignificance compared to some rare breed chickens she was expecting the following weekend. Here is the result of my return journey.
People amaze me, take one moments interest in them and you'll end up, still a stranger yet sitting in their front room over a cup of tea or at least, worrying their new chickens.
Oh and a quick note, today I feature as a guest at Jem's site shutterjunkie pop by and have a look at my submission and her wonderful photographs.