Writing this blog is super fun for me, and has become almost as natural as breathing. I told my sister recently that I think my operational frame of reference is now permanently set to "Blog". It doesn't matter what I am doing, there is an automatic sensor that chimes in my head if an action I take or an image I see falls into the "Of Interest to My Blog Readers" or "Post This One for your Family's Memory Bank" category.
Very rarely do I labor over what to write about. It just comes out automatically, dripping from my fingertips. But often those tidbits that I share seem so normal to my life that I question my sanity for bothering to put it into words.
Then I go check my Analytics chart and see the numbers. There you are, checking in, two... sometimes three-hundred of you, each time I post. I am humbled and blessed.
I will leave the comments open on yesterday's post for one more day, then will draw several of your names tomorrow morning. Comments are closed on this post to avoid confusion.
Now, to avoid a photo-less offering, I am now going to share a group of rather spectacular photos with you.
Ready?
I know that you have been dying to see my Chickens, foraging in the mist, haven't you? Well, here they are...
