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Non-stop.
I don’t know why. Maybe she’s been living with chickens too long and she thinks she’s a rooster. I went out to feed the animals and my donkey licked my hand and then she tried to bite my fingers. It was just a love nibble. My Poky loves me. I give her big neck hugs and she nibbles me. We each have our own way of showing affection. I fed everybody else and patted lots of furry heads. Good morning, Clover. Good morning, Sprite. Good morning, Nutmeg. Good morning, you and you and you. I have to tell everybody good morning or their feelings might get hurt.
Georgia called me three times. For no reason. I picked up the phone all three times. Sometimes I don’t answer the phone, but yesterday I was behaving and remembering that I am lucky that this little old lady calls me every day for no reason. Repeatedly.
I found the lambs out, but that doesn’t make me frantic anymore. They just do that to upset their mama. They frolic on the hillside and play in the creek then they go back under the gate. We’re going to put wire up on the bottoms of the gates this weekend
and won’t they be surprised.
The dogs hunted eggs under the chicken house because that is where the best ones are. I collected the eggs I can reach and picked up one that was still warm. It was the Crooked Little Hen’s.
She lays blue eggs.
Sometimes I can hardly walk without stepping on a chicken. They always think I might have something. They swarm me. I love that. (I try to not step on their toes. Sometimes I do and they squawk.)
I tried to convince my cat Buttercup that it was a compliment that so many people wanted to name a cow after him, but he is still upset. But I let him come inside and take a nap to make up for it.
All the rest of the cats cried to come inside, too, because it was raining and cats can’t stand to be wet, but I made them stay on the porch. Except for Buttercup. Because he was upset. When I can’t be a farmer anymore, I want to be a cat and sleep in front of the wood stove. All day.
Or I could be a teenager.
Because they get to eat all day. I have no junk food. I never buy it. I made pizza for Weston and his vegan girlfriend for lunch. (It’s spring break here.) Roasted red pepper pizza with olive oil, garlic, and crushed red pepper flakes to make it spicy. They ate it all then Morgan appeared and asked where was hers? So I made another pizza. And vegan flour tortillas for bean burritos. The teenagers were going to swim in the river, but since it rained they snuggled on the couch in front of the TV instead. Weston doesn’t like to hug his mommy so much anymore, but when he snuggles with his girlfriend, I am reassured that he has love in his soul and I’m glad he has a pretty girl to share it with. She has shiny eyes
and sometimes
she
skips
when
she
walks beside him.
I made her a pie with apples and cherries.
Then she went home and we had fried chicken. And I fed the goats again, and Poky, and they were all wet, but I petted them anyway because who can’t?
Then 52 got here and
I
kissed
him.
The laughs, the smiles, the trials, the tears
It’s hard to hate what got me here
Lookin’ back at the moments, black, white,
I wouldn’t change a thing that changed my life
For the worse, for the better
Man, I was gone, gone forever.
(Kenny Chesney)
I am gone forever to here. Posted by Suzanne McMinn on April 9, 2010
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Hugs Grany Trace’
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Beautiful post! I love that song by Kenny Chesney, it really makes a person thing
And I’m so happy for your “here”, you deserve it and continue to work so hard for it
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You sure have a way with words !
Anne
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And thank God for the beautiful, simple, everyday miracles and blessings of our lives. So many are not so fortunate.
Tomorrow morning when you go out to greet your furry and feathery family,tell them I sald hello.
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Lovely post for a friday morning….love the quote at the bottom – so true
Have a wonderful friday everyone!
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So is it official: Buttercup for the cow???
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Prayers & hugs for the families in WV.
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Sometimes we have to travel though the dark valleys to appreciate the sunshine. Then you realize that it was worth it all, God Bless.
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Sigh!!
Girl, you DO have to write a memoir.
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“May everyone be so in love with the life they live.”
Beautiful, Suzanne.
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I have to echo Monica – prayers and hugs for the families in WV.
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Blessings from Ohio…Kim<
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