drama of the day, no. 16

Yesterday I had a poppy seed bagel for lunch, then proceeded to have at least six separate conversations with people, including four quite lengthy ones, before going home and looking in the mirror.

(Actual poppy seed locations are indicated).

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chicken sounds!

B. found this sound bite- over at the website for Stone Barns –  it sounds a little like our chickens ( of course we only have 6, not the dozens that are probably housed here…). Anyway, people always ask us if  our chickens are noisy- assuming that they’re not, since we have no rooster- well, here’s your answer!

train them young…

I had a visit with my 8 year old friend, Emory.  She’s a very talented little girl, who draws beautifully ( having 2 architects as parents probably contributed something to the gene pool). Anyway, she loves to play with my wire and pliers- it used to be that she would sit on my lap for hours at a time, and have me bend kitty cat after kitty cat for her. These days, she’d rather try to bend her own (with a little bit of help on the tricky parts):

She even named her creations: that’s Hoppy and Hopper (kangaroo + joey),  Oinky, and Bokky. (The mouse and the heart remained unnamed).

Have a good 4th of July weekend!