TropicalChickies
Crowing
I still miss Cleo and visit her burial spot in the garden almost every day. All chickens are beautiful or interesting in some way, but then there those that are somehow wiser, more empathetic, full of life and infectious joy. On days where I leave the farm for a day or even a few hours, I still catch myself looking forward to seeing Cleo run to meet me ...and then I remember she's not here anymore. Sometimes I get teary, like right now. Even with all the hustle bustle of broody hens and hatching chicks and cockerels' first crows, it's not the same.