So I kinda have a ‘thing’ for baby cows. The problem is most of the time we get baby calves to borrow (for my husband and step-son to rope) and when they get too big we must return them. Then came Rachel. Rachel arrived on a cold, rainy afternoon last week, confined in the toolbox…
Seriously wondering if my super crappy vacuum cleaner is picking up any dirt or paper particles AT ALL. However, the vacuum marks on the carpet do make it look like I care…….which I do. Once upon a time I scrubbed my floors at least once a week, vacuumed on my way out the door so…
Love is found in many forms and fashions. There have been numerous tomes penned on the subject of love by people much smarter than I could ever hope to be. The poems, songs and movies dedicated to this complicated emotion are endless. For me, love is simple and love is pictured here. My Two Great…
I jotted down this silly poem about my favorite beverage awhile back, and considering it is National Coffee Day, I thought I’d share it with you. Now, go brew a cup, pour a cup and drink a cup. I’ll join you in spirit. Happy Coffee Day! Coffee Coffee in the morning, Coffee in the night,…
Recently a good friend of my mothers moved 3 hours away. She left her home, her family farm and her friends. She left with her daughter who is about to be 15 years old. My first thought was divorce and I was horrified knowing how long and happily the couple had been married. Thankfully it wasn’t…
I remember learning to read. My mother had a race car chart on the fridge that was supposed to inspire me and track my progress. I’m not sure if I ever finished ‘the race’ however I remember when I finally determined that reading was essential to life. I was around the age of seven and…
I have vowed to never name another chicken. The last chicken I named was Moses. Moses and the Israelites I called them. There was one Moses and about 30 Israelites. I should have known better, Moses never made it to the Promised Land. However, one of the Israelites (who shall remain unnamed) has become my…
One of my favorite things about having chickens is getting to throw coming out parties! Of course the chickens aren’t nearly as into it as I am but for me…its a highlight! You see when I bring home my adorable little chickies they are kept safely tucked away in a (mostly) varmint proof pen until…
I want you to meet the flock, my reason for being a ‘wicked chicken’, cause it takes a wicked chicken to protect the whole group. So over the next few weeks you will get to meet all the girls. But first of all….top leader, main man, rooster for the ages, lover of hens bantam and standard alike,…
The Wicked Chicken 