This weekend has held about three weekends full of stuff.
Communing with dear friends.
Running.
Dancing.
Swimming.
And my husband’s on a bobcat, right now, ripping up the front yard.
Sometimes it’s hard to know what to pay attention to…
which little moments matter most…
4/9/11
who notices this?
a child with a chicken,
baby in his arms
Such good ones! Love those chicken-holding kids, and that magical dance hall.
tanita says:
Man, those chicken portraits can be framed. Quirky, colorful, funny pictures. And the dance shots are gorgeous!!
I’m dying to know what’s to become of the front yard…
Right now I am living vicariously through your green lawns and blue sky happiness…
I love everything about this post — the people, the poetry, the poultry and the prancing. Thank you Liz!
Great way to capture the weekend! I took a Sabbath rest and didn’t post one on Sunday. Too much pressure I guess! I like how you combined these.
chicken haiku
I just noticed this
missing syllable line two
so what is my prize?
Re: chicken haiku
Patches…
You southerner, you.
Child = 2 syllables!