“the sweetest noise, the maddest noise that grows, -- The birds, they make it in the [fall], At night's delicious close.” Peak hour busy traffic in flock number 16 – the maddest noise! And this is why I am a little bit deaf in both ears #noise #noisy #chickens #chooks #freerange #pasturedeggs #pastured #eggs #sweetnoise #cluck #clucking #peakhour #trafficjam -- from the poem numbered 1764 by Emily Dickinson, with a small alteration by Hilltops free range |