- While flipping through a magazine, I came across a pic of a gorgeous outdoor kitchen. I showed the pic to Eöl. His first comment was, "How do they keep the chickens off of it?"
- On our way to get tags for the Soul, we passed a shop with a sign out front that read, "The perfect gift for your tanner!" I was about to ask Eöl to stop there, so we could see if they had any tanning solution on sale, when I saw the posters in the window of deeply tanned men and women. "Oh," I thought, "tanning (darkening of human skin)...not tanning (making leather from animal skins)." Duh.
- Watching an old Elvis flick with Little Sis, the folks were having a shindig after a flock of chickens had appeared earlier in the movie. Once again, Eöl asked, "Where's all the chicken poop?" *shrugs* It's a fact of life with a free-range flock, ya know.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
A country point of view
I've known for a while that our view of the world has changed since we moved to the country, but it has never been as obvious as this week:
It's the same deal with any movie we watch showing farms or gardens. In the movies, nothing is muddy, poop-covered, or stinky; an entire village can be fed from a garden the size of a compact parking spot; freshly plucked fowl never still has feathers at the ankles. We generally look at each other, roll our eyes, and laugh like...well...like homesteaders that just know better.