I sat there and watched as the wind danced in her tail feathers. She found the perfect spot and began to scratch in the soil. I could smell the freshly thawed soil as it wafted through the air. Ever so quickly she went to work, pulling one, then two, then three worms. I put the camera down and went to closer to her.
There I sat observing her, scratching in the dirt and quickly pecking out the worms. She was fast. I never did spot most of the worms she pulled from the ground. She did not mind that I petted her as she worked. Her black feathers absorbed the rays of the sun and she felt so silky and warm. As she was enjoying pulling worms, I was enjoying spending time with Tilly and listening to her narrate her every move. We enjoyed one another's company.
|Pulling a worm|
Some of life's best memories are made eating with the family. Simple meals, even with chickens such as a few found worms and grubs, somehow allow us to reconnect with one another. Somehow, what is being served at the table is never quite as important as what occurs. The journey of trying new things, exploring favorite places and getting lost in time and conversation with those we love is incredibly valuable. Simple joys in life are often the most satisfying. Families, whether chicken or human, all feel the need to connect and share. Breaking bread while sharing love, sadness, laughter and triumph is what brings us all together and reminds us of how important it is to foster these moments and memories in our hearts.
Photo Credits: Tilly's Nest