Clover: “But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!”
Clover, it’s not Juliet. It’s your cookie.
Clover: “Is love a tender thing? It is too rough. Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorns.”
IT IS YOUR COOKIE.
Clover: “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other word would smell as sweet. Did you say A COOKIE? I NEED COOKIES. PLURAL.”
Clover, did the chickens give you their book of Shakespeare?
Clover: “O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I’ll no longer be a Capulet.”
I’m not going to let you talk to the chickens anymore. And yes, it’s just ONE cookie. You have to watch your girlish figure!
Clover: “I WANT TEN COOKIES. MINIMUM.”
I’m going to move the goat yard. Move the chicken house–
Clover: “If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.”
THIS IS PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE BEHAVIOR, CLOVER!! And we are not going to discuss ten cookies. I brought you one. Now stop this nonsense and have your little snack.
Clover: “Come, gentle night. Come, loving black brow’d night.”
CLOVER!!
Clover: “Give me my Romeo; and when he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars.”
Clover: “And he will make the face of Heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.”
I’m not going to give you any more cookies, Clover. I’ll give you your Romeo. Cut out in little stars. LITTLE STAR COOKIES. Christmas is coming, you know. AND I’M GOING TO GIVE ALL THE COOKIES TO COCO!!! Ten. No, twenty! All for Coco!!!
Coco wants cookies, too, you know!
Clover: “These violent delights have violent ends.”
You’re never going to let me milk you again, are you? I didn’t mean it, not any of it! I’d never move the goat yard! I’d never give your cookies to Coco! We can name the cookies anything you want! Romeo, Juliet, whatever!!!!!! You can have TEN! Or thirty! We can discuss thirty!
Clover: “My dear little Nutmeg, you see how it is? I will teach you more, my darling, so much more. I have formed an alliance with the chickens……”
Posted by Suzanne McMinn on December 5, 2008
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Great pictures of goats in the road!
I read the earlier post regarding applying for jobs in Wal Mart and McDonald’s. Now you see why so many young people feel compelled to move away from West Virginia. Jobs are scarce and do not always make the best use of the employees’ talents and skill levels. You have so much to offer West Virginia by way of your writing, introspection, cooking, creativity, etc. etc. How wonderful it would be if you could find a way to sustain your family while taking full advantage of your myriad talents.
Even if you must take a job outside the home. Please do not lose your spark of creativity and genius nor your passion for promoting the beauty of rural WV. Before you know it, great things will come your way.
Best of luck,
West Virginia Janis
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I have the chickens now. And my barred rock banty roo was reciting SOMETHING to the girls yesterday as he made them a nest! ???!!! I never knew roos made nests and sweet talked the ladies!
Maybe I should throw one of our copies of Shakespeare out there. Might impress the ladies more.
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I’m hearing Clover say, “Give me Cookies, or give me death”.
Is she patriotic? tee hee
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Matthew
Appalachian Lifestyles blog
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Blessings from Ohio…
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Are those two little piglets in that last picture? (I know – it’s their winter coat…I’m getting one too, but I fear mine IS from too many cookies!)
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