As I was driving on Route 66 through Oro Grande, California, I saw a small sign on the side of the road that said "Ostrich Farm," and I said to myself, "No way!" So I took a turn down this old dirt road, and lo and behold, there was an ostrich farm with dozens and dozens of ostriches! The farm was closed that day, so I wasn't able to ask anyone about what they use the ostriches for, but there was a sign on the gate that said ostrich eggs were for sale. I collected some large ostrich feathers to share with my classroom, and I took a few pictures of my new feathered friends. Mu Shu was also very interested in these large and strange-looking birds.
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