My life with Chicken

Went for a two-hour walk with our chicken this afternoon. A very slow, silly, and animated, meandering walk. We were explorers in our own neighbourhood. We saw the ducks at the nearby park; discovered an army of ants marching single-file down the side-walk; dandelions, chestnuts, acorns and a bright red maple leaf (a sure harbinger of fall). By far, our favourite discovery was a ladybug, resting on a twig.
And how do I feel? Playful, fortunate, energized, liberated, blessed and truly thankful.

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Comments
Children bring the child out in us when we open to it. What a gift.
Posted by: colleen | August 28, 2007 5:33 AM
Sounds like a delightful day -- what a blessing is joy. :)
Posted by: Thomma Lyn | August 27, 2007 11:21 PM
Yeah, I have Mom Days like that, too. Aren't they amazing?
Posted by: Susan Helene Gottfried | August 27, 2007 7:36 PM