Sneak Attack

There was a welcomed chill in the air this morning. The trees are beginning to hint of the color change that is on the way. There are oranges, yellows and reds appearing every now and then. The seasons, they are a changin’.
I headed out in the sunshine to offer to do chores this morning. Everything was done but the eggs. That’s okay because I like gathering the eggs for some reason. ( I actually saw a chicken drop one yesterday - nature in action.) Coming out of the first chicken coop I started singing, Oh What A Beautiful Morning. I knew no one else was around – so why not? Then suddenly I experienced that split second that it takes for pain to register in your brain (well, maybe not your brain but at least mine). First the pain, then looking down I discovered a rooster attached to my knee with his beak. Then it registers that this really, really hurts. I swift kick removed him from my leg. I am so thankful I had my long pants on because even then he drew blood. That is the last time I sing in that yard! Next time I just might wear my (Maria’s) knee pads when gathering eggs.
Not much else going on today. I drove over to nearby Littleton to visit a store that boasts of the world’s longest candy counter, just a glorified souvenir shop. Traffic everywhere. It seems that most of the little towns around make their living off of souvenir shopping tourists. Just not my thing. I found my way down to the Farmer’s Market and wandered around there for a bit. Bought some cookies and picked up some ice cream so that I can celebrate our 35th anniversary with whoever is here on the farm tomorrow. (You can bet that rooster isn’t going to get any.)
The clouds are heavy, it is windy and drizzles every now and then. I think I’ve seen most of what there is to see in the nearby area so I guess I’ll just stay put. I am glad I bought the radio the other day. Most of the time I prefer silence but every now and then I appreciate a little noise – beyond the oinks, baaaas and clucks.
I think there is one other job that I need to do before I leave on Wednesday morning. The other wwoofer has left already so that leaves just me and it seems to me that the compost toilet needs emptying. This has been the summer of many firsts for me - - so what’s one more. Stay tune to see if it really happens….