#9
i felt it…
His unmistakable nudge…
and him and me…caught all-utterly-by-surprise…just shook our heads with a, “wait…what!?!”
and…“us?!?”
so we sought counsel from some much…much…wiser than us…
and they all said…“yes!”
and we sought more counsel from some of these 8 already…
and they all said…“YES!!!”
so we came to Him and said, “if You would…then…yes, please!”
and then…HE…
…did this!
dear boy o’ mine,
this past week has been so (especially) nostalgic for me with these three little pullets ‘round here…
‘cause i can still hear you calling out into the dusky meadow each night…
“heeeere…chick, chick, chick! heeeey…duck, duck, duck!”
wooing all those fowl to come in where they’d be safe after dark…
and i can still see (especially) those little heads pop right up out of all that tall grass…and hurry just as fast as their waddle would let them right towards your voice…
those funny little ducks all in their straight row…
don’t you just miss all those blacks, and goatie-goats, and dogs, and cats, and ducks, and chickens…and silly…your mama’s one goose?
don’t you?
don’t you just miss all the feeding…and the watering…and the mucking…and (especially) the sometimes having to track them all down over all that whole property?
don’t you?
yes…i’m just so sure that you do!
i’m just so sure you miss all of that!
and i (especially) do too!
very sincerely,
me (your sometimes-wishing-you-were-still-that-little-“shepherd”-boy-with-his-one-big-stick mama)
– the “thank you” that boy o’ mine sent to his great-grampa bert for those four black angus (june 18, 2003)…and that boy, his first two girls…and his most favorite stick! (fall, 2001)
chick, chick and chick
or…wait…
maybe it’s chick, chick…and…chick?
oh…i’m so confused!
i’m just no good at keeping them straight!
let’s just call the top one “chick”…that middle one “chick”…and the bottom one…“chick”…
alright?
okay, great!
– hannah’s image
:: my littles are all out back eating their “bites”…and being drilled by their biggest sis on all of the spanish she’s managed to teach them so far…
and william just piped up with an all-too-serious, “emma, how do you scream in spanish?”
#8
all that sweet giggle-filled fellowship yesterday…when we were all gathered…
and then out in the sun…and even-more-still in (what i thought was) the shade!
and today…
…this memorial-pink nose (and a few new freckles) to remind me!
