The chicken pen has wire cages situated on three different levels, with hay at the bottom for the chicken's to sit in. There lie small holes in the cages for the eggs to fall through and be easily harvested by the farmers. The old wooden walls of the chicken pen are beginning to deteriorate and show signs of age.
Chicken Pen, Countryside
farmers
owner
I own this land that the indolent soldiers are camping on. They have been here all summer. If I had known, I would not have sown any crops this spring. Now we are approaching harvest time and my fields are trampled. I am not sure how my family will survive this fall. I have worked my whole life for this land, and now it is ruining me.
Hello there, my friend. How are you on this fine day?  I am well, how are you? I am rather well, thank you for asking. Just trying to gather some eggs from these chickens in this pen. What are you up to?  I just happened to notice the conditions of the chicken pen, it looks like it is deteriorating. Yes, yes, I know. It's certainly on my to- do list, as are so many other things. Unfortunately, it's a task which will have to wait until those dang soldiers vacate what's left of my fields!  I'd like to get a few eggs to take with me to sell in town along with my harvested products.  Will you be selling your harvest in town as well? Feel free to take a few eggs, my friend. I'll certainly be selling as much as I can in town, as soon as possible. With a little luck, maybe my family and I will be able to make it through the winter.  Thank you.  I hear it's going to be a harsh winter this year.  Hopefully we can make it through as well. I hear ya! These darned soldiers! One day they just decided to come hunker down in the middle of my fields and started helping themselves to my hard-earned crops! Nary a care in the world for the likes of us, who have to grow our living from the land! I've worked my whole life for this land, and now it's ruining me!  Farmer's life is hard, but I would rather be a farmer than a soldier.  The soldiers could not survive without us, too bad they feel entitled and not grateful to us. I agree, my friend. There's no better life in the world, outside of these current conditions. No better feeling than working with the land to provide food for yourself, your family, and others who may not have a way to grow any for themselves! No, Sir-ree! No better feeling, at all!  I am grateful for my work and for my family.  My sons have learned from me the farming ways.  If they decide to venture somewhere else, at least they have skills to fend for themselves.