Wood beak

I dreamt that I was on a farm. I think I lived there? worked there? But it was still new to me. There was going to be a big festival with all of the locals. I walked on the grounds to get to the festival. They had large logs set up against each other vertically to resemble giant trees and then they had large fruits and vegetables hanging on them, so that they looked like broccoli trees or pepper trees and so on. I kept walking until I was at the orchard. They had tents set up with different items in them and farm animals. There were these tiny chicks. They looked like a ball of brown feathers with feet, eyes and a beak. They said that they hadn't had time to put the wood in their beaks to shape them. As if the only way chickens' beaks are curved is due to us making them that way.