The decomposed granite is, mostly, out of the driveway and into the run. DG is heavy. It will hold down the hardware cloth we laid down, give bunnies something to kick, and chickens plenty to scratch and peck. Everyone is pleased.
Mornings, afternoons, evenings... I enjoy the time I can spend with them. They have habits, and personalities, and sometimes sitting quietly on that log, or the old shipping crate, I get to watch a show.
These little ones are getting all their feathers. Even Liberty is, at last, beginning to sprout tail feathers. She's about two weeks behind her sisters.
With some dread and regret, I admit both Mako and Totoro are behaving like... You know... r.o.o.s.t.e.r.s. Sigh. I really do want Ameracauna hens, and Mako and Totoro also happen to be social and trusting. They're so sweet!
All of the Chiquitas are sweet, and great fun to sit with. They're getting more daring, more adventuresome. But they still meet in the same spot to take their naps.
For years I have said, with a wink, I pretend to be a farmer. And I have long felt that all of this has been an amusement, a wish... To have a farm, to live my idea of a cowgirl~goat herder, keeping chickens, tending a garden, and learning. Always learning. But I wasn't recognizing where I have reached in this wishful journey, how far we have come since the rental palaces and pining for our own space. I've felt like someone at play, and so I would say I am a pretend farmer.
But Maria taught me something. She put her hand over mine, as though to assure me of what she wanted me to realize, and she said, "Mommy, you aren't a pretend farmer. We are farmers. We are really doing this. Can't you see? This is all real." She saw it, and I understand now, I cannot dismiss what has been achieved, or diminish what I am doing. I am a gardening, goat herding, chicken keeping farmer. Learning, yes, but no longer pretending.
Typically, I'm inclined to wait for outside approval, to find validation through official channels, to hope to see my worth through how others know me, or hoping for the standard indications of success. But, listening to Maria, knowing what Geoff and my sons do to support my choices, I really want to embrace this moment... I am doing what I love, seeing wishes come true, now. Now is very sweet.