But I don’t have a farm

Hmm… what does one do with a three letter word such as but.   This is a tough one for me and I’m not really sure what I’ll come up with.   I guess I’ll let my fingers do their talking and then come back to this intro and reword as necessary eh?  🙂  And my fingers did their talking and we came up with But I don’t have a farm.  A bit of a fun glimpse into part of who I am.  🙂 

But I don’t have a farm

A surprise happened.
My sweet feller got me a valentine’s present
Me….

I shouldn’t be surprised
He loves me dearly
but we don’t exchange presents

Not for made up commercial holidays
and just the basics for other
times of celebration throughout the year.

So a present
It shocked me a bit
and then I hugged him

with just a bit of exuberance
and a lot of delight
and he grinned.

I apologized for getting
him nothing, and he said
“ah well, not like we planned it”.

but he surprised me
with a chicken blanket
which is currently warming me.

If you don’t know me well,
know that I have this minor love
affair with chickens.

I have figurines, pictures,
mugs, etc. all sporting
a chicken theme.

If I had a farm, I would
have chickens in abundance.
Banties and some laying hens.

I would show them, and fuss over
them, and talk chickens all day
like I do with my bunnies. 🙂

BUT I don’t have a farm
I have a large backyard
with room for bunnies and cavies.

AND if I get it all figured
some quail, the big ones, as
they are quiet and small.

Easier to manage in some ways
than chickens are, and yet…
giving me a chicken feel.

and my heart will be happy! 🙂