Monday, November 23, 2009

Choices

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood.
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
~ Robert Frost - The Road Not Taken

I'm grateful I have and can make choices in my life.

Wet hen running for cover...

This photo of the Light Brahma is from my photo archive because I got home too late to take any photos of the hens since most of them were already roosting and they were locked up in their pen. I have posted so many photos of the chickens in their pen and roosting that I decided to spare my blog more use of those boring photos. I have plenty of regular boring photos.

Day Off! I get a day off tomorrow and I plan to sleep in and then use the rest of the time to cut pine branches and make some wreathes here at home. Good thing I'm getting some time off because I am very tired and was sleepy all day.

Kristine brought home pizza for dinner for her and Tom. I finished up the soup and had sour dough bread made in South San Francisco. I used to live in what we called South City and we natives referred to San Francisco as The City and would grimace at each other when someone would call The City "San Fran, Frisco, or SF" because we loved The City and we wouldn't demean the place by using tacky names. Of course this was in the 1950's and times were much different. When we girls and Moms went to The City we always wore a hat and gloves. And for sure our shoes and purses had to match. I haven't been to The City for many a year and I have no hopes that any of the niceties remain in force. Not that I want to wear a hat or gloves, but they were indicative of an attempt to retain a level of good taste.

Voting for Suzanne? Click here. We need to keep voting everyday until December 7th. She is behind in the voting, so if you have anybody you know who might vote you can ask. I emailed my daughter and asked her and her friends for votes. I have no shame. Check on the voting here. Suzanne's blog, Chickens In The Road, here.

[Two eggs today]
The hens are eating up the new organic feed!
I have hopes of more eggs.
Smiles
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10 comments:

Chicken Boys said...

I love The Road Not Taken. It's my all-time favorite poem. I like Robert Frost, but I also like E.E. Cummings.

Gus, Louie and Callie said...

Mmmm pizza...
Enjoy your day off..

Big Sloppy Kisses
Gus, Louie and Callie

DayPhoto said...

I voted!

I remember going to town with hats and gloves and shoes that match.

And a slip on, you didn't dare go out the door without a slip. And girls always wore dresses, unless you were home, then you could wear whatever.

Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com/

Becky's Barnyard said...

Hope you have a wonderful day off and have fun with your wreaths.

diane said...

Nice verse and apt for your post. I feel tired just reading your words. have a nice day off.

Callie said...

Day Photo: And I remember penny loafers and saddle shoes. And tiered skirts with crinolines. Ha!

Callie said...

Gus, Louie and Callie: Thanks! I slept in. zzzzzz

Callie said...

Chicken Boys: I'll have to take a look at E.E. Cummings. I don't think I have read anything by him.

Callie said...

Becky's Barnyard: I had a restful day and I did have fun making the wreath. Thanks!

Callie said...

diane: Thank you!