Feathered friends are the best.
My flock is in many ways how I recharge my batteries, ground myself, and take time to relax.
I like to sit with the flock and drift away from the daily grind.
I love the way they greet me with their curious eyes connecting with mine.
This week, I want to hear the leaves rustling the wind.
Revel in the splendor of the autumn colored leaves, as they crisp and crunch with the squirrels, feverishly hiding nuts for a winter’s meal.
Listen to the flock with their coos, clucks and squawks when someone gets annoyed. I want to watch them do silly things- boneless yoga while dust bathing, discovering a tasty worm and announcing it to the world, checking out a new treat, catching their glimpse in the mirror and wondering who they see.
Breathe in the crisp fall air and feel the chill in my lungs and see my breath suspended in the air for just a moment.
Feel the coolness of the earth go through my jeans, while sitting on an old tree stump by the coop.
Enjoy the girls pecking seeds from my hands. Feeling those gentle pecks and the other hens that peck so hard that you can feel their determination. Sometimes, it makes me jump.
I want to hold my girls close, stroke their feathers and together drift off into a total state of relaxation.
I want to watch them scuttle and wobble among the leaves. Scratching to their little hearts content on the latest chicken treasure hunt.
I want to believe that tomorrow will be a better day. I know it will.
My feathered friends make me believe.
How does spending time with your feathered friends touch your heart and make a difference in your life? I’d love to know. Share a comment below.