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“Hen Party” I try to make it a habit to walk around our yard most days after work. I circle the house, then head down to the garden where yellow and red Zinnias occupy one row and red-and-white striped ones form another. The heads of the...
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Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often have I longed to gather your children as a mother hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing. Matthew 23:37 Not long after his triumphal entry into...
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She stood still, and silent as stone, under the garage’s small overhang. I had to look twice to even tell it was a hen. Her gray coloring and curved outline made her look more like a bowling pin. The yard and driveway were coated in a layer of...
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This is it, friends, Monday, Nov. 7 “Chicken Scratch: Stories of Love, Risk & Poultry” officially launches into the world. It’s exciting and a little bit scary and so, in honor of that, I want to share an excerpt from the book – a...
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(Note the water fountain. Yes, we have an old school water fountain in our kitchen.) I know the image is blurry, but this is our cat, Perfect, exploring one of our kitchen cupboards for the first time. We’ve had Perfect for about two years now and,...
