The jury services asked for volunteers to drive out to a court house in Shafter. Its a little farming community that is a very nice little town. As a girl and we lived on my Dad's farm, Shafter was the closest town to us so I was familiar with it. I felt a tug at my heart to volunteer, but thought, is that me? or is that God. So I didn't.
About 10:00 A.M. they called people to go to Shafter and they called me. The nice thing was it was only 10:00 A.M. and they didn't need us until 1:30 so I got to go home. I was so happy I didn't have to wait out in the cold anymore and could be at home. Peter was home for lunch ( He was taking classes and they broke for lunch) so we fixed breakfast and had a nice morning.
He is that little pretty guy in front with the black and white feathers. I love my roosters and I need to get rid of them because having four is a little much. I just can't decide which one as they all have such different personalities. That fluffy black and white one in the back is named Steve. He is such a micro manager its funny. He can never mind his own business. I admit I am starting to go into chick fever. I don't need any chickens. Period.
I hope you have a wonderful weekend. I am so glad to be here right now.
I hope your day is just fantastic.
― Elizabeth Enright, Gone-Away Lake