Perhaps it is all us boomers getting to the age where some of the
less moderate of us are dying off, but lately my thoughts have turned
to the wheel of life often. I am still reluctant to slaughter any
of my small flock. More and more breakfast seems to come every 15
minutes. I looked at the first entry on my
blog and it was clear that this year has flown by, time passes
I wrote about
chicken soup them, tonight as I write this a chicken is roasting
in the oven. I am happy that my annual winter Solstice cold is fading
and that my pony is getting more healthy and better mannered each
day. Soon I will be able to ride the little fellow, starting a life
full of pony adventure.
As I look to
the new year, I wonder what it will bring. I know one thing pretty
clearly, it will include homegrown tomatoes. Today the first sprouts
of next years' tomatoes came up. I started seeds for 48 plants again,
I think just the right number.
Year ... and ...
Cheers for chickens!