|Maybe we should ask the person who owns this plane to go on Tuesday Dentist Duty|
|Looking from the clinic to Vieques yesterday morning|
We've had a little rain on and off, and that's all it takes for the guinea grass to grow about about a foot overnight. My up the street neighbor's horse was in my yard, taking advantage of the sweet new blades of grass, which turn harsh in full growth. We circle each other, me gathering those new blades for the chickens twice a day as they love them, she enjoying an extra snack beside her regular feed. There's enough, we share.
Yesterday was another six egg day! All the girls are working and paying their rent. I never have figured out quite what makes this happen; more or less feed, more or less grass, the occasional handful of purslane that grows down by the water, salted by Nature's tide and wind - I've eaten it myself and it's pretty good! If you have some, you can toss it in a salad for a slightly bittersweet crunch.
I went and sat on the little dock for awhile, watching the sway of boats and rippling of water. There were pelicans, but much farther out in the bay.
It only takes awhile to soothe my head, thanks and gladness on express delivery if I want them. And I do.
|'Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows...doo doo doo lookin' out my front door' ~~adapted CCR