arfie
Status: knowledge is all past tense. i can't **know** a thing until it has already happened. stay in the present tense. stay ignorant.
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I found two dead chicks in the coop Sunday morning. I donae believe their violent end was a result of hunger since the corpses were intact and there werenae signs of any predator break in. I am...
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I committed the Feminine Heresy again. I checked with the primary core of people I *want* to be seen in public with to be certain they were okay being seen with a Lady Heretic and I let Hubs run the...
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Two of the three rooms in the honey barn are swinging into full service. Not too much of that service is my business beyond the self-satisfaction of a job well done. The remodel work is getting rave...
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Perhaps the hardest part of my recovery from child sex trafficking is the rapid cycling psychobabble that has accompanied that 47 year journey since my first formal psychotherapy appointment. Am I...
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I am increasingly ready to trust the memory that my medication worthy hyper-expression, including my hyper-graphia, was born in 1959 when doctors concluded that removing my tonsils and adenoids might...
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The joys of parenting sleepy middle aged children appears to have given me a new psych trigger. Adult daybreaker sleep energy is downright oppressive to me. I don't much care which club the...
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8 of the 10 new chicks on the block. For critters with such a strong flocking instinct, it sure is hard to get these guys all in the same place, saying, "Cheese" in unison. Trust me. The missing duo...
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'Tis an electric dawn. Literally. The thunderstorm rolled in during the bewitching hours and it was a bit odd that it woke me. I normally fall deeper into sleep during thunderstorms. Many critters,...
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The pullets spent their first night in the coop last night. I feel odd knowing I won't have to go kneel in the mud in the dawn's early light to let them out of the raptor cage which served as their...
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The Chicken CondoIt still needs the decorator touches, but I can let the ladies handle that. Most of it. The feather brains probably won't be able to handle the hardware. The gypsy rigged brooding...
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YAY! ! ! The boys let me have my puzzle toy back before they could take all the credit. Now I'm not sure I want to let the chickens have it, either. It's a super neat fort in there. The pushy little...
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Well. . . That was short-lived. Assembling the coop is definitely a 2 person job and Hubs and I are grooving, but he remains a busy man. His paid busy day commences at 9 today. FH was quite amenable...
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"Working Dreams" are a recurring theme of my life. My working dreams are more exhausting than fighting the effects of sleep deprivation, but they were one of the main, unofficial reasons my...
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One of the simpler facts of my life is that normal poultry livestock runs after garden tools like kids run after an ice cream truck. Them garden tools turn up lots of gormet delicasies their talons...
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While the pullets and I have been anxiously awaiting the delivery of the chicken coop, Hubs has been busy with the Spring buzz in his hives. The Spring beekeeper buzz is an intense concert series. Is...
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