Category: Just writing

The chickens got wet…

…while waiting for the cement floor of their coop to get finished. Now, if you haven’t seen a wet chicken, I hope you never do! The poor things look like pathetic shrunken versions of themselves. We had to rustle two of them out of hiding places when the coop was finally ready for bed. Actually,…

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My hair is drying…

…which means that this is the perfect time to be up way past my work-a-day bed time.  As there are only so many Youtube videos I can watch about gardening in one night, saying hello seems to be a good thing to do while waiting for my curls to get all sorts of sassy.  You…

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That sort of amazing light…

…the kind you can almost feel, blanketed the hill tonight as I walked up to tuck in the chickens.  Now, of course I don’t really tuck the chickens in, but bolting the coop doesn’t sound quite so lovely.  The donkeys always let me know how they feel when I visit the chickens first.  They are…

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Well…that was that.

In more ways than one.  I just sent an email telling the Singapore folks that I am withdrawing as a candidate.  I was due for a third interview today.  I am still too much in limbo.  Going overseas again feels like running away from limbo, but I have a feeling that the limbo would still…

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