Creativity arrives in many forms throughout life. So does appreciation for art. Guess what this piece of art is. Come on now, be creative! Addie made this for me and at first glance I thought it was some sort of medieval weapon. Or maybe a torture device. Upon further inspection I decided it was a…
Whilst prancing in and out of the house over the course of an afternoon I noticed, on the 28th trip inside, that Agent had not moved in approximately 6 hours, 33 minutes and 5 seconds. I considered thumping him gently to make sure there was still life present but upon closer inspection I saw he…
I have found chicken keeping to be therapeutic, relaxing, rewarding and fruitful. Except for those times I find it tragic, frantic, exasperating and somewhat pointless. I enjoyed a mix of these latter emotions over the weekend. Let’s start with pointless. While mowing the yard Rob found this nest under the propane tank. I have two…
There is a Chicken and a Child in the bathroom. Welcome to my Life.
Today is Monday. Some Mondays you need to take with a grain of salt. Or in this case, a block. Today is Monday in the sense that Monday’s are busy, practically non-productive, frustrating, evil and otherwise useless. Monday is the day you bury your old, until-this-point, faithful computer. Monday is the day your old, not-so-faithful phone starts crackling…
Ack! Ick! Nnnnnooooooooo! I think my laptop may have died. It beeps, rudely, at my efforts to revive it. Sure, its been telling me for months it wanted, no NEEDED, a new battery. Did I listen? Hardly, so instead it chose to check out on me. I admitted it to the hospital 3 hours ago…
I woke up yesterday and thought to myself “Wow, I have a really large and shiny forehead” So I cut myself some bangs without so much as a by-your-leave. Ta Da! I pranced off to work thinking to myself I wonder what John will say? I wonder what Rob will say? I wonder what Addie…
Some folks say “Chicken Brained” as if it were an insult. I happen to think chickens have quick albeit small minds with a remarkable ability to recall people, facts and sounds. Please don’t take me to be one of “those” animal people who go off the deep-end on such subjects. No, I think I keep…
Did you ever read ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’ by Oscar Wilde? I recall the first time I ever read it, it was one of those books which makes a life-long impression. I find Dorian Gray walking around in my mind at the oddest times. Although considering he, being a rather odd character himself, shouldn’t…
I haven’t thought much about swinging lately. Swinging like in a swing not ……..never mind. Anyway. My grandparents used to have this huge tire swing behind their barn, it was made from a tractor tire and was held in the massive Blackjack Oak by a grass rope that looked like it came off the Titanic.…
The Wicked Chicken 