Our farm stays in Normandy were a good diversion from the battle fields. Our first host grew apples and produced a variety of apple products, from jelly to liquor. He spoke no English, and when Angie tried a little Italian, he responded that he doesn't "speak spaghetti" either. His fresh apple cider and jams though, spoke for themselves. The next farm raised chickens and had a barn of over 1,200 hens. With a horse and goats next door and a cat looking for cuddles, the kids were in animal heaven. They didn't even mind being put to work the next morning, collecting eggs.
They had some big (and loud) roosters on patrol.
Believe it or not, they were quiet until we arrived.
Time to go to work!
