On nous fait du langage des prémiers hommes des langues de Geométres, et nous voyons que ce furent des langues de Poëtes. On ne commença pas par raisoner mais par sentir. The language of the first men is represented to us as the tongues of geometers, but we see that they were the tongues of poets. And so it had to be. One does not begin by reasoning, but by feeling. Ideas Had While in the Shower;.

From Roosters by Elizabeth Bishop. In the gun-metal blue dark. We hear the first crow of the first cock. And immediately there is an echo. Off in the distance,. Then one from the backyard fence,. Then one, with horrible insistence,. Grates like a wet match. From the broccoli patch,. Flares, and all over town begins to catch. Come from the water-closet door,. From the dropping-plastered henhouse floor,. Where in the blue blur.

I raise chickens for eggs and also for bug control. I am going to let you go through the process with me. Friday, May 15, 2009. My, How Time Flies. Thursday, April 30, 2009. Friday, April 24, 2009. Thursday, April 23, 2009. The chicks are doing great outside. Tuesday, April 14, 2009. Friday, April 10, 2009. Saturday, April 4, 2009.

The country diary of a not-so-Edwardian Lady. YOU CAN REACH MY CARD MAKING BLOG HERE. Friday, 2 March 2012. And then last Monday she dropped the bombshell that they had decided to sell the farm. This means that we have to move. We are absolutely devastated, as you can imagine. Thanks for following my humble blog, I will come bac.

Saturday, April 23, 2011. April is almost over and Easter is here. Wow! Time sure does fly. And the chicks grew quickly. First they get wing feathers. Then they get little tail feathers. Then the shoulder feathers start coming in and the wings fill in in-between. They were really filling up the box. Look at the tail on that little chick. These birds are so interesting because they are each completely different from the other in color and the way they feathers are marked. They really are the cutest things! .