| see that small heart just hanging out up there? It is the universe telling me everything is going to be alright! |
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Did you know that when you are your most authentic you,
you are rewarded with the most amazing people and events
in your life.
Even if you think that you will be edited or forgotten or
whatever people do now because they do not like what they
do not understand....
God presents people into my life just when I need them.
I have had the honour lately for that to happen in such
wild serendipitous moments....
Seriously, it was like I ordered help from prayer
and it showed up at my doorstep.
Sometimes you need to clear out in order for the fresh air to
arrive.....
Or like my momma used to say, * sometimes it is a compliment to be unliked
by certain people*
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Just my little bit of wisdom for you all today.
Speaking of.... I should be cleaning out the houses' closet.
The room that has all of the outside holiday stuff, garbage pail, overflow from the
kitchen ( pans etc..) and farm junk ( canning, egg cartons etc..) today.
I should be doing that.
Instead I would rather blog and avoid it.
It will get done...but I will procrastinate for as long as I can.
Besides, I am resting my knee after morning garden/chicken chores....
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My faithful partner, Sweet Pea helped me gather todays haul...
my first corn, beans, blackberries, tomatoes and eggs.
I have several heavy Italian striped squash on the vines still
and baskets of tomatoes almost ready to pick!
I can not tell you how satisfied I feel looking at that small display but also knowing that
I was physically able to do this. Lugging and shovelling and hauling every day
had been getting harder and harder.
Then the unthinkable happened...
My sweet Orpington flock was massacred by that Fischer cat and I had a hard
choice to make: pull back on chickens and stop with the gardening.
I felt defeated.
Then, as I told this story before I was in the grain store and
saw this hat that said Chicken Momma.
At that moment I felt my own momma in my heart telling me
to 1. get that hat but also not quit.
Chickens are my thing.
They allow me to do what I do naturally...tend.
And I can pour all of my extra love into them.
They reward me with purpose and love and eggs!
Sweet Pea, bless her heart is a survivor.
I found her under the inside roost shivering with fear.
And yet, this darling chicken walks fearlessly into the very garden they
met Jesus in.
A tiny sweet chicken can teach one a lot about life.









