Friday, March 24, 2017

I Might Live

I think I may finally have turned a corner. Not sure but I'm not worrying (too much) that I'm dying of some horrible illness at this point, and I have to say that the thought has crossed my mind more than once in the past few days. I'm still running a little fever but usually, late afternoon is the worst time of all for fever and it's not that bad today.

I didn't do squat again today except for moving the babies out to the coop in the coop and cleaning the bathtub really well and getting it ready for some more babies. A friend of Lily's and mine has become the ultimate chicken lady and she's offered to give me a few of her spring bounty and I'm pretty excited about that. She's incubated a bunch of eggs and at least one of her hens has given her babies and she not only works as a surgical tech but also has a not-quite two-year old, has a cottage business making preserves, and is now running what could be called a chicken ranch.
Some people have a lot of energy and this woman is one of them.

I'm not.

Which is fine with me. As I've said before, I am like Popeye in that I yam what I yam and that's all that I yam.

So tonight is the night that the little birds will be spending their first night outside. I'm sure they will be fine. Mr. Moon and I just went out and gave them some grapes to eat and the big chickens were already in the coop for their evening feed-snacking and water-drinking and for some reason, they don't seem to be concerned at all about the babies. I looked at Mick and said, "Well, boy, you ready for some new hens?"
He just looked at me, side-eyed, the way chickens do.
I like Mick just fine but he will never be Elvis. I'm sure that I projected every noble thing onto Elvis that I could possibly project onto a rooster but he was everything a rooster should be to my mind.
Plus- beautiful.

Well, I better go make us some supper.

It's getting late.

I hear an owl calling off in the distance.
I am grateful for this life, right here and right now.
Also- Obamacare was not overturned.
There are miracles both big and small. I'll leave you and history to decide which one that is.

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. Glad you have turned the corner and are feeling somewhat better now. And congrats on the new Chicks, you will soon be the Chicken Whisperer! Dawn... The Bohemian

  2. WONDERFUL re Trumpcare defeat! It made my day!! At last a victory over Good over Evil. How I long for trumpie to get his just desserts. I'm Aussie and usually a casual observer of politics, but for me it's become a Good vs Evil fight.

    I like your blog, tho seldom comment. Thank you for your blog.


  3. I'm glad you are feeling a little better. Selfish me needs you! I hope everyone is 100% better by bacon day!

  4. Good to know you're feeling better, I love chickens but don't live where I can have any so you are my chicken lady. Enjoy the new babies. I am positively gleeful that people pushed back against our politicians and won!


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