Sunday, April 8, 2007
Chicks used to be a traditional gift at Easter. Pet shop windows would be full of brightly hued chicks from eggs injected with dye so the naturally white or light yellow chick's down would be colored. Most of those birds were commercial leghorn roosters or other excess birds.
That tradition is not as common today because so many commercially raised birds carry salmonella. However, I suspect that Easter still makes people think about chickens because I got more orders today than I usually do. They came from all over -- California, Pennsylvania, Ohio and Utah. I got an order from just over the hill into Los Angeles and it was from another listener to Radio Paradise, so I had the pleasure of sending Bill my first payment. (If you place an order and tell me you're an RP listener, I will send a contribution to support that excellent internet radio station.)
So today was a quiet day, filled with working around the house, riding our new horse and having a high tea and conversation with some friends. My first chick-powered dalhias are up. The transplanted herbs I put in yesterday look good and I'm glad to say that I think they will all survive.The chicks look good in the brooder.
Once again I am grateful. Whatever Higher Power there is often is clear to me on a day like today, where the calm, uneventful moments pass and at the end of the evening there is a quiet time for reflection on the gift of life.