*cluck*
In Quentin and Annie's yard there are chickens three.
Meet Chicken Two.
The Pancake Chronicles
Monday, May 17, 2010
The Pancake Chronicles
My name is Colleen.
I love taking my time and finding beauty and humour in things before they happen - as in seeds and salamanders.
"The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing — to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from — my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back."
C.S. Lewis - Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold
"Look, it's not in my nature to be mysterious. But I can't talk about it and I can't talk about why."
Rusty Ryan - Ocean's Twelve
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3 Comments:
I love chicken beaks. They always look grumpy, even when they're just hanging out.
I can't wait until my chickies are grown up and look like that. Then I think they would be less likely to die for unexplicable reasons. Sigh.
I'm not a fan of chickens. Unless they're on my dinner plate.
your chicken pictures just kill me... love 'em!
any questions?
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