every day is a good day
Overnight thunderstorms and a morning shower gave the daisies a refreshing shower. What is it about lingering raindrops on flower petals and leaves that make us smile? What about the chickens? When they look up and see raindrops dripping off the flowers and leaves, do they feel anything? Hard to imagine that most chickens never even see a flower let alone a raindrop. How did we get to this point to think that chickens don’t need to see flowers or see raindrops?
The vegetable beds are full of babies: baby corn, baby pumpkins, not so baby radishes, baby chard, baby kale. Baby vegetables grow up faster than human children so you have less time to enjoy them. Fortunately, you can plant many, many, many more baby vegetables. And, unlike human children, you can eat baby vegetables. Baby humans you can just hug, kiss, and tickle.
It’s impossible to be sad when the summer blues are here. Even on cloudy days, you can see blue skies in these hydrangea flowers. Their centers look like baby suns, beaming happiness no matter what the weather; their white veins, wispy cirrus clouds, floating weightlessly across endless blue sky petals.
Raising chickens requires a PhD in psychology and conflict resolution. Hens have a tendency to believe that it’s all about them and that everything is theirs. Mine! Mine! Mine! That’s what they seem to be saying much of the time. It’s what Tangerine shrieks when she sees Special laying an egg in the nest she wants to use. Never mind that there are two empty nests right next to the one Special is using. Tangerine wants to use that one.
How many are lucky enough to start their morning with a bowl of freshly picked cherries? What a great way to start the day.
