December 21, 2014 – Mom put new mirrors in all of the runs today. We’ve been without one ever since Wilma caught a glimpse of her reflection and ran at the glass with the end of a broom handle, screaming, “I TOLD YOU 100 TIMES, STOP STARING AT ME!!” I’m hoping she’ll remember that this is a nicety and not an insensitive doppelganger. I personally, love having the mirror hanging in the run. Especially since it is winter when there seems to be more time for slow and deliberate conversations. The brewery is closed for the holidays, worm hunting is over until the first thaw, and the Vespa is in storage until the days turn balmy and new mulch fills the air. I can’t wait for spring. Not that I dislike winter. I do love the taste of snowflakes on my tongue and a hot toddy by the cardboard fireplace that Violet painted under the coop. We hung out there today and chatted about everything from baseball to yoga to the sweet, sweet taste of Wild Maine Blueberry frozen yogurt. It always comes back to food for us.
Tomorrow, a few of us are heading to the store to pick out Mom’s Christmas present. We were going to make something for her, but since we’re on our winter break from laying and she already has a supply of beer, moonshine and knitted scarves, we thought perhaps this time we’d shop retail. We don’t have any idea of what to get, so we’re hitting the mall first thing. We’ll look around until something jumps out at us. We’ve never been to the mall, but I’m sure it is a brilliant place to visit this close to Christmas. I’m going to bring my satchel with a snack or two packed inside in case it turns out to be a long day.
Well, I’m off to look at myself again in the mirror. I like the way my comb frames the contour of my face. I’ve always thought the other hens were beautiful, but I think that perhaps, I too, am pretty. I will have a closer look to know for sure. After that, I’m dipping into the jar of worm jerky and calling it a day. I’m going to need my rest for tomorrow’s big adventure!