…that I can do the morning chicken chores wearing just jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie (and muck boots for the much-muck, and of course a watch cap for the temp-sensitive dome).
And while feeding those chickens in freedom, still wondering about Anthony Shadid, a brave man with whom my wife and I were once privileged to have a quiet conversation. We were in an orchard in the sun in Wisconsin at the time.
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