turned over from time to eternity

[liminal_space]

+ sweet little mildred chicken transitioned from our little farm to the big and beautiful free range pasture in the sky. i was thinking about all the exposure to loss that we've experienced since we've moved here has retooled my philosophy on death and the value of life; without going into an in-depth ramble, let it suffice to say that the retooling has been for the better. 

i'm not immured in sadness, but the sadness is there — a pool of sadness that i have to swim through. 

"it's just a chicken," some might say. to that, i respond with a hearty sniff of disdain. all creatures great and small deserve a bit of sorrow from somewhere when they die. 

+ the greenbean canning session was mostly successful, but two jars didn't seal. ugh. since i left the jars out on the counter last night and didn't want to stay awake to see if any lids refused to pop (iykyk), i fed them to the chickens this morning. ungrateful harlots spent the first few minutes cocking heads and eyeing the strange things i tossed out for them, behaving as if i was trying to poison them finally, the older girls dug in which gave the littles permission to partake. 

by that time, of course, the olders realized it was a nice treat and tried to run off the littles. luckily, i'm privy to their chicken-ways and saved some back to toss for the wee ones, so everybody got a few bites. 

today there are more greenbeans to can, some peppers to pickle, and some cleaning to do after the chaos. i'm prioritizing a ride today, so whatever else needs to be pushed off until later will be. 

+ my plans for the labor day weekend scavenger hunt/larp/escape room are coming together! these friends are super fun, and while the guys may be sort of indifferent about it, the gals are going to squee with delight. SQUEE, i tell you.  THAT will make the guys very happy — they all love their wimens. :) 

it's insane to me how busy we are when we've worked so hard to make things NOT busy. i'm constantly giving thanks that we're in a position where i don't have to work for $$ so i can channel all of THAT energy into the things i really love. 

plus, i'm stockpiling the busy moments to keep me warm through winter, when the cold makes going out to do chores miserable. i'm going to remember mucking in the sun, gardening, playing with chickens while the sun bathes me in brightness. 

winter really is just a few months away. :( bleh. 

+ ok. time to do the things that need doing. ;)

Comments

[cosmic-reverie.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry about all the loss. Nature is cruel. And yet it's a reality we're mostly disconnected with in our modern lives. You're experiences more than the average American.

[liminal-space.livejournal.com]

it has been an eye opening experience for us. i don't necessarily LIKE it, but it's just a part of life we are being forced to acknowledge.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

sorry to hear about Mildred

[liminal-space.livejournal.com]

thank you. xo

[kazzy-cee.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear about your hen. It's still sad when a living creature you have cared for dies - I have several friends who don't understand that...

[liminal-space.livejournal.com]

thank you so much. most people around here don't quite get it, either. =\ I think it's because they're either farmers or know farmers or hunters or know hunters.

[howlin-wolf-66.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for your loss. ❤️ *hugs*

[liminal-space.livejournal.com]

((hugs)) thank you

[mallorys-camera.livejournal.com]

I'm impressed by your canning zeal.

I have canned! 😀 It is back-breaking work.

When Brown Chicken (Black Chicken's soul sister) got predated upon, I cried for two days. I suppose part of that was the way she died—Nature red of tooth & claw, etc, etc. But most of it is because I am very attached to the animals I share my life with.

[liminal-space.livejournal.com]

the canning has lost its luster at the moment. >.< I think i'll be more excited when I move from these never-ending green beans and move on to salsa, tomato sauce, and some jelly. :)

i know we do the best we can to keep the chickens safe, but there's guilt, too — maybe we could have done X or Y or a combo of both. :( we had a funeral for her and that seemed to help a bit. I think we can open a chicken funeral home with the experience we've gained recently.

[rhodielady-47b.livejournal.com]

"....I'm stockpiling the busy moments to keep me warm through winter."

You're the smartest one of all of us right now.

There are TWO things I won't miss about this summer come winter: The super-abundant ticks and mosquitoes.

:^)

Losing a companion always hits hard. I'm sorry for your loss. {{{Hugs you}}}

[liminal-space.livejournal.com]

i don't know about smartest, but it's the only thing keeping me from sitting on the couch during the hottest parts of the day — which feel like all the parts. :) this tick season for us was MINIMAL (thank goodness!) and mosquitoes have been surprisingly absent. o.O maybe the dragonfly population is keeping things in check. ;))

and thank you....{{hugs back}}