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There and Back Again: This Summer Had Everything
Photo: My whole entire chickens. We are on egg watch! Sometime this week or next (or maybe the week after that?) we should get our first eggs. I can’t wait! When I get them, I’ll snap many photos, and that will not be strange at all. Meanwhile, my corn is being eaten by raccoons (grrrr),…
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Stories You Can’t Make Up: How a Hitchhiker Stole My Week (in the best way!)
Photo: The photo has nothing to do with the meat of the post, but I don’t have any photos of hitchhiking, you know? Anyway, I’ve been trying to capture the changing landscape thanks to all the rain we’ve been getting (we’ve been in a drought! The rain is a lot, but very welcome!). I love…
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“Shit: The Feed is in the Basement” and Other Thoughts From an Amateur Chicken Person and Novel Writer
Photo: This photo makes it look as if this chicken is very confidently and competently about to leave their coop and strut down the little chickie-stairs to the food that’s waiting for them at the bottom. But that’s not what happened. What happened was a literal score of minutes when the flock wouldn’t dare leave.…
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Of Time and Times
Photo: A little bebe chick. A little bebe Welsummer chick. She and her sisters are larger now–photo at the end of the post! I was a fool to think I was going to start blogging here every Friday. For starters, I’m not terribly interesting, so there isn’t much to write about from week to week.…
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The Spirit is Moving, and I With It
(Photo: My little writing community has been writing together since the 1st in a new program I’m calling the Chase the Light Challenge. I’ve been posting prompts every day to motivate people to start new projects, get unstuck, and otherwise write every day. One of the tools I’ve been using is a beautiful deck of…
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The “Beautiful Destiny”
Photo: Me and an Exalted Elder. I wish she was here. She’s already told us what we should be doing, but I still… wish she was here. I’ve thought about my grandmothers, my grandfathers, and so many voices I can no longer hear. They’ve told us what to do. Oh Lord, how I wish they…
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