Martha (M.E.) spontaneously on the street in Rhinebeck, NY decided to collect chickens.
We immediately bought her her first one. Then for every Thanksgiving at Martha’s (and Max’s, when he was home from college –he’s in law school now) for several years I made her a chicken centerpiece out of dried flowers. The first one was dressed as a pilgrim. Pictured here is the most cartoony of my designs. The following year I took a turn to more “naturalistic” flower-based chickens.
This year we’re all in different places. I’m sure we will all have a good time but I miss all the folks from Martha’s annual party.
