Well, hello chickens, I said. They paid me no attention whatsoever.
Then I happened to look down from the porch. Do you see it?
Under the rose bush, there is a nest. A nest with two eggs. Maybe it didn't belong to any of these chickens. They didn't seem to care that I was standing there, at any rate.
I guess your mother will be back soon, you two. I hope so, anyway.
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These are my thoughts, which sometimes drive me crazy and sometimes keep me sane, but are always entertaining. I call this Lace Your Days With Hope because I can't find enough hope to make an entire quilt out of. Stay tuned, and add your own!