:: even eian’s “cheep cheeps” know the best place to (always) find a snack ‘round here!
as i was toiling at my desk this morning…one sweet little chick “knocked” ever-so politely on the sliding glass door…
and when the door was slid open to greet her, they all three casually hopped right up and into the dining room…and hurried straight for the “leftovers” scattered under-and-all-around his chair!
those silly-smart little cheep cheeps!
– hannah’s image of “chick” (july 6, 2013)
:: chick, chick and chick think that the littles should be sharing their posisicles…
:: this spot under gramma’s tree sure is heavenly! chick, chick and chick are grazing here ‘round me…the littles are making room for fresh waters in their “pool” by emptying the old out all over the thirsty plants…i was just handed a lovely yellow posisicle…
and now…here comes my honey (with his book!) to sit right close to me!
lovely, lovely sunday…
roosting on em
– hannah’s image
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
