CHICKENS...we just love to have chickens! The crowing of the Rooster, the cackleing of the Hens..the eggs, gathered by excited grandchildren. We keep them of course, not to save money, but as pets! For the simple pleasure of their company, their beauty, and their fresh eggs. To have the joy of "the living things of the earth." We keep them for the joy they bring..because no one outgrows the pleasure of finding an egg in the nesting box..still warm! We just got 3 more Hens..the Rooster is so happy! Maybe this summer we'll have some babies..I hope!
My daughter Lindsey painted this Rooster above when she was still in high school
Well, you can see that I love chickens! I was raised on a 300 acre farm in Weston, Idaho..I loved it . It was a great way for a girl to grow up, I was a real tomboy, anything my brothers could do, I could do. I drove the tractor as hay was hauled, played in the loft of our big Red barn, rode my horse Rusty (he was part work horse &part wild Mustang). I learned how to bake bread, made 8 loaves a week, the old fashioned way..cooked the meals..did the washing on the old ringer washers..ironed my Dad's big white shirts..cleaned the house. As a 12 year old I resented it, Mom had gone to work so alot fell to me to do. Years later, when I was raising 8 children, all that work and knowledge paid off and I knew how to do it all.
I loved spending tome outside climbing trees, I'd sit up in the apple tree reading a book, and with the salt shaker, eating apples. Sometimes when Mom would call me, I'd pretend I couldn't hear her! We loved to play in the loft of the barn, we'd swing out on a rope and land in a huge pile of straw..so much fun! I loved spending time with my Dad..he made my brothers respect me and treat me kind. He taught me to use my imagination, to love animals, to love to sing..he always made me feel beautiful! Mom was my example of a strong woman..charming..beautiful..fun loving. Her and Dad were quite the sweethearts.
In the winter, I loved the sleigh-rides, the warm straw, the bells on the horses, the cold, the blue skies. In the summer, lieing on the grass watching the clouds..imagining. Our 4 big pine trees out front, full of baby birds&yellow canary's. Playing "No bears are out tonight" at dark. My brothers teaching me how to use a mitt&catch a ball. Me and my sister, playing all day on the big front porch..dressing up, putting on plays and singing to the big pine trees.
Country life was the life for me..and it still is. I'm so blessed to live a rural life, surrounded by good hard working people. To them it's not about how much education or money you have. It's about taking care of each other, finding the joy of working hard and loving each other. That one of the reason's we moved here, I wanted the last two kids to understand and love the country life, to have a glimpes of what I knew and loved. Guess you could say..I'm pure country!
I loved spending tome outside climbing trees, I'd sit up in the apple tree reading a book, and with the salt shaker, eating apples. Sometimes when Mom would call me, I'd pretend I couldn't hear her! We loved to play in the loft of the barn, we'd swing out on a rope and land in a huge pile of straw..so much fun! I loved spending time with my Dad..he made my brothers respect me and treat me kind. He taught me to use my imagination, to love animals, to love to sing..he always made me feel beautiful! Mom was my example of a strong woman..charming..beautiful..fun loving. Her and Dad were quite the sweethearts.
In the winter, I loved the sleigh-rides, the warm straw, the bells on the horses, the cold, the blue skies. In the summer, lieing on the grass watching the clouds..imagining. Our 4 big pine trees out front, full of baby birds&yellow canary's. Playing "No bears are out tonight" at dark. My brothers teaching me how to use a mitt&catch a ball. Me and my sister, playing all day on the big front porch..dressing up, putting on plays and singing to the big pine trees.
Country life was the life for me..and it still is. I'm so blessed to live a rural life, surrounded by good hard working people. To them it's not about how much education or money you have. It's about taking care of each other, finding the joy of working hard and loving each other. That one of the reason's we moved here, I wanted the last two kids to understand and love the country life, to have a glimpes of what I knew and loved. Guess you could say..I'm pure country!
