Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

November 21, 2016

So, perhaps that title is a bit deceiving. I don't have a farming life, not as such, not yet. But slowly, slowly, I'm collecting skills. The past two weeks, I've been on blog sabbatical, taking care of a friend's farm. 

Five goats, a plethora of chickens, a field of winter greens, and one border collie named Pepper. (I don't know if the other animals had names but, of course, I named them). So let me tell you a little story about a dog and two chickens. We'll call the first one Flo. 

Flo had looked pretty droopy for a few days, and I knew about SCD (Sudden Chicken Death--they just sort of decide on it one day...not a bad way to go, honestly), so I'd had an eye on her. Anyway, that morning, she was in her nesting box, having very obviously passed on in the night. Now, dead and dying beings don't bother me much, as a rule. I mean, they do, of course, but I can handle it. But still. I gave her a little moment of silence; I wished her great grubbing in her next life.

And t...

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