A Quiet Morning

This was one of the quietest mornings we’ve had in a long time.

We left the windows open. We came back late. We were tired. Huck would move around in his crate. But nothing too loud. Nothing that would wake you and keep you up.

I almost missed it.

I almost hoped one of the Ameraucana roosters would have started crowing right away.

But, no. Still silence on the mini-homestead, and I must say it’s a little lonely. When I opened the coop to let all the birds out, I looked around. I thought to myself, surely that can’t be it! I counted them all to be sure nothing had gotten to them.

20 Ameraucanas, Welsummers, Olive Egger, Anconas, Delawares.

No, nothing had gotten to the rest of my ladies (and four gentleman?), except us yesterday morning.

It’s an odd feeling, but certainly not a bad one.

Birthday Chicken

A year ago today, I was scrambling around my kitchen to finish up potato salad and make cheddar/pepper venison patties for a bonfire that night. I headed out at 12 to go to wine tastings (and wine bottle tastings) with a group of friends. We rode down the road in the Jeep with the top down. I was happy, healthy, and living it up for 25 years of life. We finished up the night with said bonfire, lots of wine and beer straight out of plastic tubs, the Jeep flood lights on for light, fireworks and a styrofoam container of shrimp that the neighbors dropped off halfway through the night.

It was a good time.

This year?

Oh, I will have a great time. It is just so very different from what I did a year ago, though even then I think my mentality was veering off course for what my friends considered “normal.” Tonight will still end with a bonfire, some good food, and likely some wine and beer. I’ll still ride the Jeep to get where I’m going

But my 26th birthday will pan out a little differently. Continue reading