Savoring Early Spring
"The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven—
All's right with the world!"
- Robert Browning, The Year's at the Spring
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
-Margaret Atwood
“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege
it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.”
- Marcus Aurelius
On this delightful early spring morning, we gathered a few of our chickie sisters and took them on a wagon ride for a little fresh-air field trip to our back yard.
We created a small boundary for them.
We bestowed names upon a few of them {this one being "Pawpaw"}.
There was one among us to softly spoke words of comfort to the nervous little gals, assuring them that she, indeed, is their 'mama'....
...And being the mama, there was an abundance of motherly pride displayed upon her face.
Then there was my little "Nix Nux" (a phrase derived the Pennsylvania Dutch dialect, meaning 'mischevious'), who could not stop giggling when 'holding' Daisy, a chickie named and under current ownership of our 6 year old friend, Katie.
When I took this picture of my little guy below, it turned my thoughts for the hundreth time towards Tyler, his dear little friend who is in the hospital, battling a Staph infection. We cannot take the health of our beings, or the ability to climb a tree, for granted in the least littlest bit.
We are praying for you, Tyler!!!
“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege
it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.”
- Marcus Aurelius
On this delightful early spring morning, we gathered a few of our chickie sisters and took them on a wagon ride for a little fresh-air field trip to our back yard.
We created a small boundary for them.
We bestowed names upon a few of them {this one being "Pawpaw"}.
There was one among us to softly spoke words of comfort to the nervous little gals, assuring them that she, indeed, is their 'mama'....
...And being the mama, there was an abundance of motherly pride displayed upon her face.
Then there was my little "Nix Nux" (a phrase derived the Pennsylvania Dutch dialect, meaning 'mischevious'), who could not stop giggling when 'holding' Daisy, a chickie named and under current ownership of our 6 year old friend, Katie.
When I took this picture of my little guy below, it turned my thoughts for the hundreth time towards Tyler, his dear little friend who is in the hospital, battling a Staph infection. We cannot take the health of our beings, or the ability to climb a tree, for granted in the least littlest bit.
We are praying for you, Tyler!!!
Can't wait til you're better and can come climb this tree with us!
Here is Julie, our Turken, named in honor of the woman who accurately identified her 'breed' on this very blog! I know she (the Turken) is deeply honored for being the namesake of such a lovely woman!
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