Kung Foo Roo and the Lady Roo
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Nobody used the old incinerator anymore, so it was all the more inviting to a chicken or two. Deep in old ashes the creepers hid, till curious visitors came scratching…
Then it was peck, gulp, slide, repeat!
Good Morning from the Farmlet!
Goooood Morning!
It’s Chicken-thirty and Grayson wanted you to know it was 19 degrees at 7:30.
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So what’s the weather doing where you are?
We had a bit of real snow for Christmas!
So here I offer a few words, several pictures and a disclaimer for those who wonder… I am a transplanted California girl, hence my excitement over so little snow.
OH, and for those who are not my Facebook friends, I have reposted a little “One Act Kitty Drama” at the end. Enjoy!
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Such beauty! We were stunned to see this lovely Christmas Gift from Heaven and much-loved to receive it…
The animals on the other hand were not so enamored of this lovely, albeit cold, blanket that covered all their familiar turf…
Molly: “Whooooo… it’s slippery and COLD!!!”
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Polly: “Not good for dibbling either!”
Topper: “You call this an improvement?”
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~And finally, here’s the little Drama I promised~
It is Christmas morning and it’s snowing…
Claus: Meeeeout?
Bob: Ok, but are you sure?
Claus: MeeeeOUT!
Bob lets him out.
One minute later…
Claus: MEEEIN NOW… helloooo? Meeein… OK, I’m not foolin’ let meeeein it’s freezin’ my whiskers!!!
Wishing you all a wonderful New Year! May you find many Blessings as it unfolds!
Winter Ephemera: a bit of prose on the cold
Winter Ephemera
I awoke today to find that Winter Fairies,
in celebration of the coldest night,
had danced upon my window’s glass.
Arcs and swirls in feathered tracks,
there spun upon cold panes,
the only evidence of their party.
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Prose: © Lynda Swink and “Life on the Farmlet,” 2010
Photo Credit: Drezdany Stocks
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