I am still dreaming, hoping, wishing and praying for a chicken coop so I can have chickens again. The love one feels chickens once you have raised them can't be replaced by anything else. I had to give up my darlings back in 2008 due to having to move and I have yet to pass one full day without my heart hurting just a twinge at missing them.
Dec 25, 2012
Feb 13, 2012
Now I see that the only way to get to where I am today was to climb the ragged and dangerous mountain.
I will sit for awhile and enjoy the view, and rest. (Photo on left was taken in 2008. The white building is our chicken house (built it ourselves). The little red outhouse-looking building was my hay barn. This picture is happiness. Tweet