Seeking Cluck-Cluckers

Play-pretend farmer looking for:

  • bantam chicken
  • friend for bantam chicken (who is probably another bantam chicken)
  • colored eggs and/or crazy feathers preferred

Providing the following digs:

  • handmade coop with magenta heart door
  • attached chicken run
  • convenient, house-provided overhang for shade and rain protection

Bantam chicken work qualifications:

  • poop all over the garden
  • be willing to eat the red beetles that keep creep me out
  • no cucumber allergies (cucumber neighbors next door to digs)

Intern chicks okay. We’ll train to hire.

Posted in Quest for Chicken

My Love for Ladybugs

In my elementary school years, on the weekends, my dad would often drive us up in a Frankenstein Volkswagen beetleโ€”the old-school kindโ€”to Big Bear Mountain to camp. One trip, we found ladybugs crawling by the thousands all over a granite rock, and since then, I’ve become obsessed.

The granite lock was likely a ladybug love hub:


Last year, we purchased ladybugs for our garden to help with the aphids; and this year, I’ve seen a few out there, but not nearly as many. Do I purchase them again?

We need to set up our timer and drip system. We have these thingsโ€”I purchased them awhile ago, with money we were gifted for Christmasโ€”but it’ll involve taking a day to work on the garden for several hours. And it can’t be tomorrow. I’m unsure if we have plans Friday. If we don’t, we’ll have to wait a few days, because there’s another heat spike this coming weekend.

Someday, I’ll Return

I want to go back
to where I witnessed the divine

in a cavern
under the glow of worms
lighting the subterranean.

When I return to this
place with my soul open wide,
I’ll highlight the dark crevices

and document the enigmatic
explanation my consciousness

makes out of Our Big
& Wondrous Bang.