Today was an interesting Spring day. Started out cloudy and overcast, then it turned into a “typical” Spring shower. Sun came out after that at which time I decided to hit the road and put some miles on my bicycle. About a dozen or so miles from home it gets overcast again and stays that way for a few hours. Later in the day a thunderstorm moves in, rains like hell, along with pea size (and larger!) hail. Hmmmm…
Must be some of that 2012 Mayan Calendar stuff and the planets getting in perfect alignment… BTW, today is: 12 Bak’tun.19 K’atun.19 Tun.4 Winal.15 K’in.
At any rate, I’m pedaling along on my titanium SevenCycles bike and I see this:
The photo makes no justice to the beauty of the moment… I have no clue as to how to raise chickens but this all struck me as very special. The two mutts in the foreground were not all too happy to see me there, but by the time I retrieved my iPhone and pushed the button to take the picture they had calmed down and their tails were wagging. Needless to say, they were there to protect the yard-birds which incidentally did not get all too excited when these two K9’s started barking. How about that arrangement?
There must have been a time in the history of this great nation of ours where folks raised a bunch of chickens, had fresh eggs for breakfast and fresh poultry for supper. I remember my Dad telling me stories about how farm-life was like during the days of The Great Depression – they did not have much, but there was always food on the table. Somehow this moment made me think about him.