On loss and chicken farming

Wednesday Night,

a sad and tragic day of our urban farm.

A chicken massacre.

4 lives lost.

One survivor.

No suspects....not even a print.

With a game camera and a fierce indignance,

we replayed the nights after,

expecting some proud furry animal to try for the last chicken,

but we saw only deer and house cats.

I was hoping for something much more wild.

Something more murderous.

Not to say that loss on an urban farm is unusual,

but after a few days of reality...

 I believe my lax in farming protocol and our lazy gate system

is mostly to blame.

I am a little angry with myself that I could be so easy-going.

And I think it wouldn't be so sad, but Red is now our Lone Ranger....

but "Lucky" comes to mind more....

and may end up sticking as her namesake.

I don't know if Chickens feel loss or loneliness... 

one out of five is almost worse than zero survivors.

But Lucky seems good.....

i think?

Not quite up for some fuzzy new chicks,

I went to the studio...and have honored the fallen with some silver.

A little charm for each of the gals.

Lucky here, hiding her tears?

(honestly, I wonder if this isn't some chicken karma here played out....Lucky was, hands down, the bottom of our pecking order.  I wonder if she planned it, hired out some nasty villain....)

Honorable Mention Bangles

Hand Pierced Fowl

In the Shop

.............

And a piece out of humor for me heals all situations...

A Predator and Prey Bangle...

with Silver Pierced Fox and Chicken Charms...

that "chase" eachother around the bangle....

some say a little sick....but I don't care. 

Natural laws of who stays and who goes...

sad, but the truth is there.

"The Chase"

Predator and Prey Bangle

In the Shop

xo the fallen

Seeds and Pods

A great dusting off is happening here in the Northwest of Montana.
Everything is stirring from the inside....slowly but surely.
Tips of the trees are rushing with energy, vibrant with bushy buds.
Cracks of colors from sleepy buds are almost fully awake.
Green aches it's way out of Winter,
and into the not-too-distant sunny days of summer....

But believe you-me, the winter won't give up so easily here.
Groppel teases me daily, even in the sunshine it coats the landscape
with icy little pellets. 
Rain.....inevitable. Snow....very possible.

Regardless, it's a glorious time of year, 
where seeds and pods drop from our canopy,
where the weather changes on a dime.
My backyard bubbles with the springtime run-off,
and the magpies build their stick-and-swirl house... 
caaa-w-ing as if they were children laughing.

It's springtime here, folks. Seeds and Pods everywhere!

Three Seeds Pendant

Bumblebee Jasper

In the Shop

Seedling Ring

Poppy Jasper

Size 8.5

In the Shop

Seed and Pod Cuff

Crazy Lace Agate

The FIRST cuff I've ever attempted : )

In the Shop!