You know me and my love affair with a picker’s paradise known as the Smithfield Barn on Little Conestoga. (Of course I wish I knew what town it was officially in, versus betwixt and between Eagle and Elverson.)
Guess what I found at the barn last weekend? Chickens! And they were bargains. I am not telling you what, but trust me, you couldn’t even get such a deal on eBay.
They were loaded with stuff and a lot of people were digging. I haven’t received an e-mail yet saying if Kris will be there this weekend or not, but if you drive by and the doors are open, it generally means they are too.