The Simple Life

Just sitting and watching my ladies for the last week.  Everyday - the same thing.  They get up with the sun, scratch for bugs, eat berries and then go to bed when the sun goes down.  Maybe because they're chickens it's as simple as that, but I think life can really be that simple - we just make it a lot harder than it needs to be.

I spend 30 minutes each morning making sure the ladies are ready for the day, that's more time then I spend getting myself ready.  Just imagine if I took the 30 minutes to get ready... I could actually enjoy the mornings and be prepared to "go scratch for bugs or to work".

And when the ladies are scratching for bugs, they are concentrating... they are focused on the task at hand and they are getting it done.  By Bonnie's temperment, you can tell there is tension in the coop during the scratching, but when all the clucking and feather ruffling is done they are concentrating on scratching for bugs.  Just imagine how much work I could get done if I really concentrated or focused.  And when people get "catty" say "This is the pecking order around here - deal with it".

They've also begun to recognize me... only because I pick the grounded mulberries around the yard and feed them when I get home.  They've learned to like the hand that provides them with a treat.  Which to me translates to: it's ok to acknowledge people who do nice things for you.  You may even start to like them.

Then they go to bed when it gets dark.  Really - why didn't I think of that?

Life and living are simple - I just make it harder then I want it to be.  But I'm watching and learning