My Life With Gracie…About Scrambling (But Not The Egg Kind!)

About Scrambling

There are times when I think I may have been scrambling to catch up throughout my life. What other people find so easy always seems to be not so for me. Even my chickens do a little scrambling when they think one of them is onto something really good.

Bessie is currently the best hunter, and with cricket season coming on, she is at her prime. She was the first to notice how crickets liked to hide under the loose bricks holding up their water bottle. She knows when I go to give them fresh water, I always pour out the old water on the brick, and that flushes the crickets out of hiding. Then the others catch on and scramble after her to catch one.

More than once, Bessie will be walking away with the cricket gobbled down in a flash. She then has a clever nonchalance in her steps. This is as if to say, “It was nothing at all, Girls. Nothing at all.”

Sometimes they catch up with Bessie, and sometimes they even get the cricket instead of Bessie. Whether she plans it like that or not, I’m unsure. I think perhaps she may simply enjoy being ahead as the leader of the hunt. And perhaps the others scramble to catch up just to admire her and be with her, cricket or no cricket.

But I believe they may forget what they do really well and about the times that Bessie is actually following them. Like Amelia who knows before anyone else when I come out the back door first thing in the morning (no matter how quiet I try to be), they each have something at which they are “the best.”

My Life With Gracie showed me sometimes you have to scramble a little to catch up or slow down so others can catch up with you.

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About Scrambling

My Life With Gracie…The Gift Of Dreams

The Gift Of Dreams

Lately my chickens haven’t been laying as many eggs as usual. This is their molting season, starting with Gracie and Bessie and now Amelia. It’s just a part of another one of those cycles making up the pattern of chicken life.

But I think Gracie has been feeling a little embarrassed. Though I tell each one how they will always be beautiful to me in ways they would never understand, Gracie has been more to herself, sitting away from me rather than at my feet as usual.

To be honest, I haven’t been feeling too much like a “spring chicken” either. So when I’ve gotten home from work lately, after some fresh fruit, we talk together and dream together. I do this for Gracie, yet I wonder if I don’t do it a little for myself too. We talk about her secret love and desire to be a ballerina.

At first we discuss mostly how no one will notice her missing fluff feathers while she is wearing her new ballet tutu I will make for her. She has always been so extremely proud of her fluff feathers, even more than when she got her first wing feathers. (Quite honestly, Gracie was the one who pointed out to me how fluff feathers look very much like a tutu if you use your imagination.)

Of course I will need to learn how to sew one, and of course I can’t start sewing until we know what color fabrics to use for it and for her matching ballet slippers. And it only makes sense before choosing a color palette and fabric, we need a theme and a mood and what we want to express through the art of dance. Those things are totally up to Gracie and the others. It is not always easy to get a unanimous decision from a flock of chickens.

Currently we are leaning towards doing an entirely new and original ballet production, perhaps named “The Rose Garden Princess.” You see, all of my chickens were stunned to learn there was an entire ballet called “Swan Lake” but nothing, absolutely nothing, featuring chickens. But we can change that, and indeed we will change that because we share a dream. We do have a unanimous decision on that!

“Maybe The Rose Garden Princess is captured by The Evil King and taken away to his Kingdom of Darkness where she is forced to lay six eggs every night,” I suggest. (Frightful expressions all around the coop!) “Maybe even in her captivity she is able to dance, and unbeknownst to The Evil King while dancing she creates a plan of escape for herself and the other captured princesses.” (Delightful expressions all around the coop!)

Before long, the light begins to fade and it’s time for everyone to go up to bed. I tuck them all in for the night so they will be safe from predators like The Evil King, and we all drift off to sleep dreaming our beautiful ballet dreams.

We press on through our awkward and troubled-filled times because we have a dream of something grand and glorious and altogether wonderful. And today may be the day!

My Life With Gracie gave me the gift of dreams.

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The Gift Of Dreams

Family Photo Friday!

Family Photo Friday

Hold onto your heart! This week’s photo shows four of my first little chicks in their brooder. In the back is Gracie. You can see how very timid she was then and how she seems to be hiding her side with the strange lump.

When I took this photo, I wasn’t sure if Gracie was going to survive. At the time, I thought it might be the last one I ever took of her. Yet amazingly she grew to become the leader of my little flock. She has been an inspiration to me in so many ways. She is, after all, “My Best Girl Ever.”

Close by Gracie is Rudy, my little Rhode Island Red. (Soon I will share a photo of her and her own first hatchling.) Towards the front are The Emperor and The Empress, not quite the regal looking pair of Brahmas they would grow up to be, but they were definitely happy chicks eager to do all of the things chicks do.

Thanks for joining me in this little look back. Who would have ever imagined my shy little Gracie would be practically famous all over the world? Not me!

You can read more about all of my chickens on this page.

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