I have been savoring the article in Victoria this morning about the pen friendship between Grace Coolidge and Grace Medinas in Chicago, and musing about the few people I have met on the Internet. I would not say they are like me, more that I admire them, and my husband is accustomed to being updated on their doings and receives the information with as much seriousness as if they were truly my neighbors.
This morning I gave the chickens water. They have been drinking much more lately and are always out. Watching them trot across the lawn is something I still have to stop and watch.
This morning I gave the chickens water. They have been drinking much more lately and are always out. Watching them trot across the lawn is something I still have to stop and watch.