Friday, September 16, 2011

September Mornings

The music of songbirds and crickets is gone now.

Instead, horse whinnies greet me in the mornings. The whinnies are for food, not me. I'm trying to make the pastures last. So they get a few hours of grazing and hay each day.

Overhead, the southbound geese honk.

But my favorite September morning sound comes from the chicken house where the four-month-old cockerels are attempting to crow.

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