Day 816 Time

 

The newest chicks are almost fully grown now, thriving and have started to lay eggs. I realize it was impulsive to bring home that last batch of chicks, but oh boy, am I glad I did. The Golden Comets are so sweet and the Speckled Sussex are so pretty with their brown speckled feathers. The girls are all happy and for now, there doesn't seem to be any troubles as far as pecking order. I love looking out onto my mixed flock and seeing them all happy, healthy and curious. I've been getting about eight eggs each day, slowing down a bit with the darkness coming earlier, I'm already missing the late afternoon sunshine. Tim and I hunkered down for Halloween, ready for trick or treaters but didn't have even one knock on our door! I can't say I minded, went to bed early, guilt free knowing I wasn't ignoring little ghosts and ghouls. Tim stayed up for a while, embracing the last day of being 60 and feeling ripped off that we didn't go out and celebrate the eve of his big day. There will be enough celebrating over the weekend to make up for it, so don't feel too badly for him. We've been chatting about the upcoming holidays, trying in vain to pinpoint when our kids will be around, if at all. So far it looks like he and I will be free agents for Thanksgiving, with all our kids busy with other plans the world is our oyster. Tim thinks we should do something we've never done before....not sure what that is? My brain goes straight to, cleaning the shed, since I'll have a rare stretch of four days off, guessing this isn't what he's thinking. We could go out, cook for just the two of us, lounge in our PJ's all day, go for a long hike.... will be interesting to see what he comes up with. I've even thought what a nice weekend it would be to decorate for Christmas! As much fun as tradition is, new adventures are fun too, if you happen be as happy as he and I are together. The term soul mate sounds cooky, but there's no doubt, Tim and I were meant to be together throughout life's adventures. He may not love growing older with all the aches and pains that go with it, but with endless new adventures ahead, I wouldn't complain. We're so blessed at this stage of the game to have each other along with our desires in tact for new and exciting experiences. The fact that our bodies and minds are still working well for us should also never go unappreciated. Time is the most valuable commodity in the universe, growing old a gift. How lucky is Tim to have it all at 61, love, happiness and a coop full of chickens! Bet he didn't see that coming.