In a brief ceremony held under cold rain, the loyal hen Goldie, recently removed from the chest freezer where she lay wrapped in a feed bag since her death in winter, was buried per daughter’s request beneath a flowering plum tree overlooking the valley. Last of our first flock.
…and still do the chicken chores in shorts… Yer one of us.
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Lotsa book tour miles in the next three months, so I recorded this about driverless cars, teaching our daughter to drive a stick shift, and why chicken tractors are more my speed. This piece is also in “Roughneck Grace.” I do these now and then. To be notified when a new one goes up, please subscribe…View post