This weekend, the official start of summer, I found Zelda roosting in a rather unusual spot.
Surely, with a bar-b-Que being planned for the family, she could have found a better place to roost (roast?)
But then that’s Zelda – a bird with a mind of her own.
Everyone is off from work. We’re going to spend the day at the shore (what little shore NH has) and then it’s off to eat our first lobster rolls of the season. It feels like a celebration.
Which is why I want to remind everyone to not forget that *this* is the true reason for Memorial Day.
My eternal thanks to the men and women who have given their lives to defend the United States of America.
Bless you all.
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Thank you for reminding us what the true meaning of Memorial Day is. I pray that they all are with Our Lord. God bless the families they left behind.
Perhaps Zelda is a chicken with an enviable sangfroid. She knows we are all going to end up on the big rotisserie in the sky. She embraces her inevitable demise and pokes fun at the existential angst of living next to a barbeque grill. She is defiant in the face of mortality. I suspect Zelda is one of the greatest absurdists in the known poultry philosophical world.
In light of the continuation of your more serious comments on Memorial Day, I will add that Zelda also supports the troops and recognizes that this is a day to remember all who have sacrificed everything for the greater good of others. Zelda is compassionate that way.