Why There's Feathers in My Tub...

We went visiting family yesterday. It was fun. We got to see both great-grandma's, the grandparents, aunts, uncles and a pack of cousins. Like I said, fun. But while we were gone one of the chickens had an accident and we're not sure if she's going to be ok or not. I feel like a bad pet parent or farmer or something. *sigh*

Althea the chicken, in the bathtub.


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Yes... I'm a crazy chicken lady. *sigh*

Ever since I first heard about the backyard chicken craze, I wanted chickens. I loved the idea of fresh eggs. I wanted a cute, little, dollhouse, coop decorating my backyard. I wanted fluffy chicken butts running around my yard and I wanted my kids to cart chickens around like a living, clucking.. er... chickens.
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Life on the Farm

For those of you that only keep up with me through this blog, (or Twitter or this blog's Facebook page) you should know that we've had a pretty drastic lifestyle change. We've become farmers!

Ok not really, BUT we have acquired 8 chickens, a breeding trio of rabbits (who procreated and we now have three babies), a pet rabbit named Otter, a garden, a blackberry patch, a raspberry patch and a hound dog. And we're doing it all in our small town backyard. We've become "urban" farmers.
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A Small Town Moment

When I stop and remember to count my many blessings, (I. too, get wrapped up in the desire for more, so that I often forget the wondrous bounty that surrounds me.) small town life is often very high on my list. Because I know that if I lived in KC proper or even one of its many burbs, my life would be very different than the one I enjoy now. I'm not saying that's a bad thing but the moment I'm going to tell you about, probably wouldn't have had the poignancy if it hadn't been set in a small town.

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Why I Hate the End of the School Year

The whining, in my household, begins on the first of March and continues until I quit dragging the children from their beds, at the crack of dawn, at the end of May. And then they continue getting up on their own, even though we could sleep in!

And the reason for the whining? A horrific case of The Wants. 

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