Today, when we woke up all our ducks were in a row!
Farmer Rick and I have much to be thankful for--we've made it through another year together including our better foibles in chicken husbandry and accidental gardening, and our worse drought in history. His love did not waver even when I persisted on having curved walls in the new coop, and admits his carpentry skills improved with my
Nor did he admonish me for the
I have come to enjoy being awakened at 4 a.m. when he begins playing Chopin etudes and Joplin rags, mistaking my back for the piano in his deep slumber, and have begun to see it as a new way to get a jump on my busy day. I look the other way when he consumes all the household pickles, and gleefully cap the toothpaste and shampoo after him, because secretly I think I got the better end of this deal. He assures me we are equally fortunate!
People tell us we were made for each other. Indeed, we are cut from the same recycled cloth, quilted together by the poets, nobility, explorers, and farmers of our ancestry, having since discovered an 8th great-grandmother and 21st great-grandfather in common. When we cross the creek, neither of us can remember what we went there for.
Honey?
Uh hum?
Look, all our ducks are in a row! How cute!
But...we don't have any ducks!
Oh...You're right!
Y'all better go home!
4 comments:
Oh you have such cute ducks! They just bond together...hahaha! I can even hear your roosters in the background! :)
How sweet. I hope that after a year in country I can write a similar post about my husband and I.
The ducks are cute, even if they aren't yours! On my way to work each day I pass a house that has white pekins. They are usually lined up neatly, sitting in the grass, hanging out by the side of the road...
Okay, I fell for it. I read the whole post and got to the end and did a head slap. It never crossed my mind that you DIDN'T have ducks - haha.
Congrats on your anniversary!!!
I'm confused, Sage. I understand the metaphor; but whose ducks are in the pics (the actual winged creatures ) ? ....bob
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