Knoxville working mama commentary on family life and everyday happenings
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Martha in the Making
After the Chicken Massacre of several weeks ago, we've been reluctant to let our chickens roam the yard. This morning, however, we let them out, and they are a sight to see busily scurrying around for bugs and berries. Each of our chickens is a different breed, and their coloring against the grass and bamboo is striking on these overcast summer mornings.
There's something so pleasant--so domestic--about a small flock of chickens.