Friday, April 20, 2007
my little hens, the treasures, came calling this morning, dressed in their finest blacke silkes. it's early and I'm waiting there on the porch in the pale light with my coffee, sitting on the front steps, listening while my world wakes up... my treasures arrive, bright eyed and wanting their visit with me and a soft pat on their feathers...I thank them for their lovely eggs... we have a bit of small talk, would you like some of my toast? how was your night, did you sleep well? What will you do today? Soon the visit is over -they're eager to get hurrying along. They hop down the steps out onto the grass, like children off to play. They'll spend their day roaming the farm, looking for bugs, inspecting & scratching up my newly planted garden beds..and doing whatever will entertain a hen... If I might be just a little late coming out, one of them will peck at the glass on the french door. Good morning! Are you coming out? We have our little rituals every morning. They've come to expect to see me waiting for them there. So this is how this farm girl begins her day. Not so glamorous perhaps, but the dearest place in world to me.
Monday, April 9, 2007
this morning- the day after Easter morning - arrived in Oregon in her usual fashion, 10 minutes of glorious warm sun, followed by a good rain and maybe a little snow thrown in for good measure...a rainbow, the size of which hasn't been seen in years, and now wind & rain and snow falling in our hills. We had a really lovely Easter, warm and soft weather, flowers beginning to bloom and my family, with smiling faces, all around our table. I hope that yours, too, was a lovely day.
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Monday, April 2, 2007
We send our happiest Spring Greetings!
April is upon us & Easter just a few days away.
We would like to invite you to see our Spring offerings
this Friday eve.
where you will find all manner of
Wonderous Spring Goodes
Christine of Deerfield Farmhouse
Katie of Sparrow's Cottage
We look forward to visiting with you!
Sunday, April 1, 2007
a tiny letter has come in the post, hand written in the smallest scroll-y script and wax sealed...
with the much anticipated news of our dear Sallye!
She has written to tell us that she has arrived & is now safely delivered into the loving arms of her new family.
After seeing the last bit of my precious green pastures & the flow'ring trees of home disappear over the horizon and the long,dusty & bumpy carriage ride over the mountains, I am much relieved to be out of my tissue papered nest.
Please be assured, dear Mother, that I have been so warmly greeted - and so pleasantly surprised to see several of my dear little sisters already here! All waiting to greet me and welcome me into my new home. All of them dancing on one foot and then the other, happy & excited to see me, come to them from the dearest place on earth-Home.
My new Mother has presented me with a lovely flowr'd box of my very own, just right for resting in when a long day of play is over. I know it will not be long before I am completely at home here with my lovely new family."
with all my love,
I knew that when I smoothed her skirt and kissed her nose before putting her into her box, that she was going to be loved and cared for. I did not need to worry...
but, oh, I do have trouble letting my dollies go...
I send my heart and soul, my spirit along in everyone of them... with wistful faces and hopeful hearts...
hopeful that they will be loved & revered through loving eyes, held tightly in welcoming arms, to comfort and to be comforted...to bring joy and a lightness to the spirit...to be handed down...to be loved happily ever after... my grateful heart to whomever cares for them...
oh yes, it is very hard for me to part with them.
But I know that they will be loved and cared for.
I do not need to worry...