While her friends are all clustered in the hen house…
She chose social distancing and found herself free to roam.
Unexpected Gifts
Here - in rural Vermont - I’m surrounded by farm life.
It’s my familiar. It’s my ground.
Imagine my surprise at waking to the morning cock-a-doodle-doo in urban New Orleans.
Imagine my delight in finding that I was sharing space with this exquisitely handsome guy.
Life’s tiny gifts.
Unexpected.
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As this year (and decade) comes to a close…I’ll be hitting the pause button
…taking a few weeks away from my daily practice.
A little time and space to assess….to consider….to look back before - once and again - stepping forward.
Warmth of the Hen House
Looking out from within…
and the comfort and warmth of the hen house.
“Grateful” - I heard him say
”Not to be one of them there turkeys…”
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A wish for peace - in your homes and in your hearts.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING