Gossipy ol' hens, all cooped up. But one clucking a cluck different from the rest. Clucking in reverie.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Livin' in Michigan


Our hens are all pastured. So, on beautiful, sunny days (especially during this mild winter), our ladies like to venture out of their "pen" and visit us. You know, to catch up on all the good farm gossip. There's lots to talk about on the farm these days - all our new projects, the new members of the family (besides Ellyaire Sue - Blake and Jenny's daughter - allaboutellyc.blogspot.com), and of course, what would "farm talk" be if you didn't chat about the weather.

We have certainly had some lovely lake-effect snow. The powdery, soft-lookin' kind. But after only a few of these snows, we started to feel some of what this spring may have to offer. Now, I suggest you 'knock on wood' if you are thinking about how nice it would be for no more bitter cold nights, because although I would like to be sippin' on tropical drinks and enjoying warmer days too, let's be realistic:

We. Live. In. Michigan.

(or at least some of us...)


Something else you could gossip with our ladies about is an exciting opportunity I have in North Carolina. I'll have another blog post coming soon, but by then, I will already be in Greensboro and will know what this next chapter in my life is going to tell. Adventure? Happiness? Sorrow? Defeat?

I'm hoping for 'adventure' and 'happiness.'

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Finding The Perfect Snowflake


It's been pretty 'crashbangboom' lately. 2011 was really not my year. And that's why I have 2012 to look forward to. The snowflakes of 2011 were muddied and disfigured, but I'm hopeful that 2012 will have a perfect season of snowflakes. Pure and perfectly imperfect.

I think that a part of finding something so pure and perfect is changing your mindset a bit. Not lowering your standards by any means, but simply understanding that transitioning from disfigured to perfect requires change. And while change is scary, it's necessary. Necessary and...well...change happens sometimes whether we like it or not, so accept it and roll with it, or try to fight it and become familiar with the feeling of defeat.


Ruthie waiting for her ball to be thrown and lost in the snow. She always finds it though!

Now. Let's just hope that 2012 doesn't turn out like that silly Cusak apocalyptic film. Or worse yet, having to say President Santorum.