Barnyard behavior

As a hen gathers her brood

In the spirit of St. Francis, I have begun to recognize that my nearest neighbors are not the Woodards or the Blacks—although they are very good neighbors indeed—but the various creatures with whom I live my life on a daily basis. These include the red-tailed hawks, white-tailed deer, red foxes and wild turkeys that require nothing from me but my willingness to leave them be, along with the domesticated horses, dogs, cats and chickens that depend on me for everything from their daily bread to their annual immunizations.

 

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