Comments on: Ordinary Splendor, Defined

By: SuzieQ

SuzieQ — Fri, 02 May 2008 21:57:00 +0000

Don’t you just want to sit and watch them all day…I would never get anything else done..They’re beautiful..

By: BekBek

BekBek — Fri, 02 May 2008 03:56:02 +0000

Oh, the wonder and awe of new life! If only they COULD talk. I think the same things when I look in the faces of newborn children fresh from the home of God and wish they could tell me all they know. I guess we must be content to love and appreciate their innocence and newness inot our world.

By: Sandy

Sandy — Fri, 02 May 2008 02:12:19 +0000

You have the most inspirational blog! I LOVE IT!! I had a 110 year old farmhouse when my son was younger and we moved from there 4 years ago when I remarried – I miss my barns and some things but the house itself had a wierd “curse” to it – was built by a Civil War hero (John Bloss) and after 12 years of crazy stuff there I was done…packed and moved…but watching these baby chicks this week brought back some good memories we had there – my son would ride our little chicks around in his toy tractors for HOURS and build them little barnyards and put them in his toy barn every single spring until he was about 8 years old – we had the best fun with them – I miss life on the farm…just not that farm…lol….someday we will find another one and it will be our true home – if you are interested I will give you some info on some of the crazy happenings at that house which would give you some ideas for your writings – I never believed in paranormal anything until I lived there and I found your blog to begin with while researching “paranormal romance” books- take care and keep up the good blogging and treasure every moment of your life on the farm with your kids….you are very special and so are they – follow your dreams – if you always have one foot in yesterday and one foot in tomorrow you will end up squatting on today! Take care! Blessings!

By: Kim

Kim — Fri, 02 May 2008 01:16:54 +0000

What a sweet, sweet post! I love baby chicks, although nearly all of ours have come in the mail, so we haven’t experienced the hatching process close up. A few of our babies have fallen off the chicken trucks, and two were hatched out be a broody hen that wouldn’t let me get close enough to hear them pecking inside the eggs!

By: annbb

annbb — Fri, 02 May 2008 01:00:24 +0000

lovely!

By: Kacey

Kacey — Thu, 01 May 2008 21:32:22 +0000

Are you going to do another batch? I want more hatching pics! These pics are so cute!

By: Estella

Estella — Thu, 01 May 2008 21:28:44 +0000

Those pics are so cute!

By: Gloria Jean

Gloria Jean — Thu, 01 May 2008 21:26:50 +0000

Suzanne, you are a daily inspiration! As a little “thank you”, I am sending along this bit from Mary Stewart’s THE IVY TREE (1961) which I am re-reading:
“The kitchen was a big, pleasant room, with a high ceiling, a new cream-coloured Aga stove, and long windows made gay with potted geraniums and chintz curtains that stirred in the June breeze. The floor was of red tiles, covered with those bright rugs of hooked rag that make Northern kitchens so attractive. In front of the Aga was an old-fashioned fender of polished stel, and inside it, from a basket covered with flannel, came the soft cheepings of newly hatched chickens. The black and white cat asleep in the rocking chair took no notice of the sounds, or of the tempting heavings and buttings of small heads and bodies against the covering flannel.”
You make so many of the pictures in my head come true. Again, thanks!

By: catslady

catslady — Thu, 01 May 2008 21:18:42 +0000

I love the pictures and all their pretty different colors!

By: Brandy

Brandy — Thu, 01 May 2008 21:10:30 +0000

Oh my! They look so precious!