Jacket weather, light wind blowing on the prairie.
Feeling pretty comfortable in who I am, what I like.
I stand there staring at it and thinking, now what in the world would I do with that? Ya, I am not a farm gal. I have seen a chicken at the fair before (and of course plucked and pre-packaged in the store) but would I ever reach for an egg? I think not.
my hand reached out and took the fowl by the handles, I purchased the bird, and out we went to the car.
Most definitely a day for self-reflection. Just when you think you are really getting to know yourself you end up buying a wire fowl and asking yourself,
(Spanish for but why)