Family Photo Friday…After The Snow Day

Today’s photo was taken as I was leaving for work today. It’s a little dark, but it is early morning, and to make it lighter, I would have to move closer. If I moved closer, they would also move. And it’s really the pose that tells the story today.

It was cold (below freezing) and windy this morning. Even though there are bales of hay beside the door to their main run and coop to act as windbreaks, they choose to be by the door to see outside. They choose to huddle together.

They are still in awe of the snow that has lingered. It has been three years since we have had no more than a light dusting of snow.

I’d like to think that this is their way of saying, “Have a nice day. We will be waiting for you to get back home.” That’s because I’ve told them, as I always do before I leave, “Take good care of each other.” And that is what they do.

There is Gracie sitting at the front, shielding the others from the wind gusts. Amelia is standing to the left and keeping guard, just as I knew she would and just as I wrote about last week. That is my Amelia, always a leader whether others realize it or not.

Behind them is Bessie, and at the very back, with her head stretched out at far as possible to see over everyone, is Emily. You’d never know she is the shortest from this photograph, would you?

(By the way, Pearl is “off camera” snacking on sunflower kernels. Always different. Always my precious little Pearl!)

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Family Photo Friday…My Bold Brave Amelia!

Family Photo Friday

Today’s photo is of my Amelia who is beginning to molt. You can tell by the pair of longest tail feathers that are still left and sticking straight up like an awkward flag to say, “It’s me, your bold brave Amelia!”

She has come a long way in her comfort level with molting. Her first time was extremely embarrassing. She didn’t want anyone to see her. This may have partly been because she didn’t want anyone pecking at her bare places, but it may also been she didn’t want me to see them. She knows how much I enjoy admiring her black and white patterned feathers.

I was reminded of a story and illustration I had shared the first time Amelia molted. It is titled “Feeling Vulnerable” and you can click the title to go to that page if you’d like. The lesson Amelia and I both learned that first molting season was this: “When we are feeling vulnerable, it’s probably because we are growing to meet new challenges.”

That was almost two years ago. Back then, I was trying my best to post at least three stories and illustrations a week. But as you can tell, I’ve slowed down a bit since then. Along with “Feeling Vulnerable,” there was also “While We Sleep” and “About Becoming.”

I read those three stories again this morning because they feel quite appropriate for this current year and season. Many of us are feeling vulnerable right now. There is a lot going on and a lot to process in our hearts and minds. That processing takes time. It is uncertain what we are becoming, but like Amelia, I am hopeful for what we shall become.

Amelia is no longer embarrassed by molting and change, as you can see from her photo today. (She actually posed for this.) When I get home from work this evening, those last two big tail feathers will likely be gone, but she will be eager for her new tail feathers to begin growing. They will help her fly to unimaginable places, and that is something to be excited about.

Thank you, Amelia. Let’s all be hopeful for what we shall become.

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Family Photo Friday…Unexpected Discoveries

Family Photo Friday

You may need to look a bit closer than usual, but Gracie and Bessie really are in this photo. Well, not all of them, just their feathers!

This bird nest, perhaps a robin’s nest, was on the ground after a recent day of strong wind. When I picked it up and examined it, I was surprised to see soft feathers from Gracie and Bessie woven into the nest.

With no rooster around, they would never be using their own warm downy feathers to protect and comfort baby chicks. Yet they were still able to help another bird’s family.

Giving. It’s just what they do, including feathers for wild birds to use when they are building their nests.

Do any of us really know how far the gifts we give may travel or whose lives will be touched?

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