every day is a good day
It’s the season for raking leaves. From now through October, piles and piles and piles of leaves to rake. Leaves to compost. Leaves to blanket the garlic beds. Leaves to run through.
It’s also the season for grapes, a chicken’s favorite food. If there is anything that will bring the chickens running from the other side of the pasture, it is grapes. They go nuts over grapes.
On a rainy day, the best place to be is indoors, looking outside from underneath a mother’s warm feathers.
Below, it’s time for a short, afternoon nap. You’d never guess Lucky has her five chicks tucked underneath her.
Out they come, one at a time.
Nap time is over, and it’s back to exploring the world, having fun, and growing up.
We had company for lunch today. How often do you get to visit someone and enjoy a salad made from salad greens that were just picked? It’s a pleasure to be able to serve such fresh food to our guests. I also made mashed potatoes from potatoes I dug up just before I boiled them.
Recently, whenever I am out in the vegetable beds, the sweet scent of a mysterious flower floats through the air. The past few days I’ve wondered what is blooming. Today I found out. It is the popcorn I planted. The tassels of the popcorn have an enchanting, sweet fragrance. The fragrance is so sweet, I’m tempted to cut some tassels and put them in a vase.
Watching chickens preen makes me want to have a neck that can stretch like theirs. The only spot they can’t reach are the tops of their heads. To scratch an itch on their heads, they need to use their feet. When they are resting, their necks don’t look very long, but when they need to, they can stretch their necks to reach any itch.
