I miss the chickens. Entered on the list of things I never imagined saying is, "Sandra, there are roosters in my bedroom." I hope the little chiclet has a long and happy life, she might have trouble believing she is a chicken though. Jake is so tolerant and kind, reminds me of Fred so much. Fred would have carried around the little chiclet, unharmed, in his mouth.
I was hoping my departure would herald a change in the weather, alas it appears this was not so. Last night I dreamt of oysters, some of the best I've ever had. Anywhere.
What a grand and wonderful life adventure you and H are on and it's just going to get better and better. Love to all in your magical corner of Portugal, in my heart forever.
I miss the chickens. Entered on the list of things I never imagined saying is, "Sandra, there are roosters in my bedroom." I hope the little chiclet has a long and happy life, she might have trouble believing she is a chicken though. Jake is so tolerant and kind, reminds me of Fred so much. Fred would have carried around the little chiclet, unharmed, in his mouth.
I was hoping my departure would herald a change in the weather, alas it appears this was not so. Last night I dreamt of oysters, some of the best I've ever had. Anywhere.
What a grand and wonderful life adventure you and H are on and it's just going to get better and better. Love to all in your magical corner of Portugal, in my heart forever.