Of course I had my camera so while I was waiting, I went looking for pictures . . .stripey tomatoes . . .
. . . and then it was time to move to the business at hand. I don't mind doing this now and then but couldn't help thinking of the folks who work at the giant chicken processing plants, day in and day out. As cheap as commercially grown chicken is, I shudder to think what the workers are paid and the shortcuts they probably are forced to take.
Butchering chickens isn't romantic . . . but it's a part of farm life.