Don’t count your chickens


Apparently hatching is only the beginning of the hazards in a chicken’s life. There are diseases, hawks, farm dogs, small children, and even other chickens (think origin of the term “pecking order”) to worry about. On Monday I noticed that one of my hens wasn’t doing well. When she does make it to her feet, … Continue reading Don’t count your chickens

here it comes


Lately Sundays have turned out to be my only almost full day off. I sleep in a little (although honestly usually can’t make it much past 8:00am) and take some time to read or make phone calls or go for a long run. In the afternoons I often end up at the beach or on … Continue reading here it comes

Threshing


“Not so the wicked! They are like chaff that the wind blows away”.