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Lesson 1258 – Potential lost

And just like that, the nest in our holiday wreath is deserted.

The parent birds are gone and the three little chicks have flown far, far away to start lives of their own.

Even still, I’ve been keeping an eye on the nest, hesitant to take the wreath down in case one or more of the family wants to come home, a small respite from a busy life, a place to catch your breath. But I’ve seen no activity.

Nothing at all.

When these guys leave, they leave and apparently, there is no turning back.

Yesterday I placed my camera above the wreath and this is what I saw.

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It’s either an egg that didn’t make it, or a second attempt at a family that was later reconsidered.

In any event, it’s a haunting picture of potential lost in what was once a vibrant, but is now an empty home.

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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

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Lesson 1257 – A little bit of love via alchemy

Like most other mama hens, I am the cook of the house. Even though I have a full time job(s) and volunteer in various organizations, it is I who makes sure the family eats good nutritious food and that we all sit down together to partake of our meals. Week after week.

Like an alchemist, every time I go to my kitchen, I’m always able to create something new from the ingredients I have on hand. This is powerful magic and I don’t take my role as food preparer lightly.

A large part of that job involves presentation of the final product. If the food doesn’t look good, it’s not going to be eaten (can we ever forget my failed-cowboy stew?)

On Saturday, in a thrift shop, I found a large, flowered, heavy baking dish. When I picked it up, the heft in my hands was solid. This dish was clearly a force to be reckoned with in anyone’s kitchen.

I turned the dish over and read that it had been made in France. Well made, a back story, and stunning. ‘nuff said.

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I knew it was destined to be mine.

I brought the dish into my house and set it on the dining room table. For a day I kept looking at it. Tell me what it is you want me to do.

It wasn’t until I went food shopping on Sunday that I finally heard what the dish was saying.

Strawberries. Lovely deep red strawberries.

I usually never make dessert. My feeling is that if the dinner is good enough, you don’t need to eat anything afterward. I also tend to make Sunday dinners the biggest meal of the week. It’s a way for us to get sustained and catch our breath before we dive back into the work/school week. Dessert on a Sunday usually only happens if we have a birthday and then there is cake.

Everyone was at dinner and as we sat at our porch table, we ate grilled salmon, shredded Brussel sprouts, corn on the cob, salad, and ancient grain bread with butter while we told stories of what had happened in our lives over the weekend. New drones, a musical fundraiser, baking brownies for a bake sale, and a new computer system. Continue reading

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Lesson 1256 – Update on the porch House Finch family

Yesterday I took a photo of the bird’s nest in the holiday wreath on our porch. To take these, I sneak up when the parents are not there and angle my phone so that I can quickly snap a shot. This is what I got.

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What??!! These must be the fastest growing birds in the world.
Just the other day they were tiny balls of fluff and now they are fully feathered. They almost look like adult birds and very soon, (too soon) they will be getting ready to leave the nest. Continue reading

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Lesson 1255 – Such magic

My kids play a video game called Portal. From what I understand you compete in a world where various round openings (portals) suddenly occur and when you step through them you are transported to a different place in the game.

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Mind blowing.

I was recently reminded of this game due to Charlie, our Black Copper Marans’ behavior.

Lately Charlie has been doing this little trick (also called training me) where she stands on the front porch and screeches in order to get my attention.

When I go to front door and open it in order to see if she is okay (as I would do for any of my chicks who screech), Charlie boldly saunters into the house and immediately heads over to Pippin’s dog dish for a snack. When she lived in the house with us (for 6 months), Charlie much preferred dog food to chicken food and I can only assume that once you’ve had dog food, you can never go back. She sure remembers that the dog bowl means yummies.

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When Charlie’s had her fill, I open the back door and she gracefully exits into the backyard to join the rest of the flock.

From the front yard to the back yard simply by way of opened doors (and with a tasty snack along the way to boot!)

Such magic by which these featherless flock members seem to live.

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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

Also, join me on Facebook to find out more about the flock (children and chickens) and see some pretty funny chicken jokes, photos of tiny houses, and even a recipe or two.

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Lesson 1254 – Mother’s Day with the flock

What a fun-filled Mother’s Day.

On Sunday I drove to Norwich to bring one of our chicks home for the summer. Alas, with that trip ends all of my “Good Year” jokes – my only consolation is that he may be living in Dodge dorm again next year so at least I can take up where I left off with the “Get out of Dodge” jokes.

Bye Norwich, it's been a good year.

Bye Norwich, it’s been a good year.

On the way I took a quick detour to Kind Arthur (did you really expect anything else?) one of the happiest places on earth for a mom. Didn’t do too much damage, a bowl, a mug, and a new chicken apron. Continue reading

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