{"id":3633,"date":"2015-05-09T23:35:35","date_gmt":"2015-05-10T03:35:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=3633"},"modified":"2015-05-09T23:37:21","modified_gmt":"2015-05-10T03:37:21","slug":"warm-and-clean","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=3633","title":{"rendered":"Warm and Clean."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/chikcendandcd.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-3635\" src=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/chikcendandcd.jpg\" alt=\"chikcendandcd\" width=\"800\" height=\"900\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/chikcendandcd.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/chikcendandcd-267x300.jpg 267w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/girls.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-3636\" src=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/girls.jpg\" alt=\"girls\" width=\"800\" height=\"532\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/girls.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/girls-300x200.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>When the day begins in the company of chickens, it seems almost probable that I would write about the earth-shattering facts I learned about baby chickens\u2026. all before 10 a.m.<\/p>\n<p>Apparently, it is a necessary thing for the life of a baby chicken, to keep its butt clean. Now\u2026 I write this with apprehension.\u00a0\u00a0 You see, I am a city girl.\u00a0 But I am keen on the whole cow-tipping \/ snipe-hunting traditions.\u00a0 Yet, this morning, as I was cleaning baby chicken butts\u2026 of course the suspicion entered my mind that this was some kind of big City-Girl-Joke.<\/p>\n<p>But alas,\u00a0 Mary led the way in the poultry hygiene endeavors.\u00a0 And for those of you who don\u2019t know\u2026. if baby chicken butts get all covered in the crusties.. it becomes impossible for them to poop like a chicken ought to.\u00a0 And if this goes untreated, the baby chicken will die.\u00a0 And we can\u2019t have that.\u00a0 Therefore, we were the proud participants in the laundering of the hen heineys.<\/p>\n<p>But I SWORE I was not going to write about that\u2026 so I won\u2019t.\u00a0\u00a0 Nope.\u00a0 No way. No how.<\/p>\n<p>Instead, I will talk about another significant event of the day.\u00a0 The warmth.\u00a0 Oh what a joyous and wonderful thing the heat is.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 It feels miraculous to me.\u00a0 I can&#8217;t help but to recollect the days of the cold winter, the gray, the ice, snow, the freeze-your-butt-off-feeling every morning when I walked outside. This warmy kind of weather is so much easier on me. It just feels good to be outside, and to basque in the sun; to feel the breeze on my face and on my arms. It feels good to open up my shoulders and breathe, instead of\u00a0 hunching over and pulling up tight\u2026. in a cold little ball.<\/p>\n<p>This sun-a-shining is what dreams are made of.\u00a0 We had some very good friends over for dinner.\u00a0 I cooked.\u00a0 I made 4-Js Pizza from Camden appear on our table.. thanks to the best pizza maker EVER\u2026 Denise Richards. (You Rock)<\/p>\n<p>Anyway\u2026 our friends.\u00a0 We walked around the property, fed the chickens, and the fish, looked at a large nest, had a little campfire, asked the 8-Ball all sorts of questions, and ate outdoors.\u00a0 Lovely.<\/p>\n<p>Now imagine how difficult this would have been at -10 degrees F.\u00a0 Not nearly as good.\u00a0 Not good at all\u2026 in fact.<\/p>\n<p>Yes.\u00a0 Summer in the City is good.\u00a0 Summer in the Country is even better.\u00a0 The fish are fed, the air smells of burning campfire wood\u2026 and the chicken butts are as clean as The Tidy-Bowl Man\u2019s Swimming Pool\u2026. all of this in the warmth of the glorious sun.<\/p>\n<p>Even better, all of this\u2026. in the warmth of glorious friends.<\/p>\n<p>Some days.. \u2026.. Life Is Good.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>\u201cA friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.\u201d<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong>\u2015 Elbert Hubbard<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><strong>\u201cPiglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. &#8220;Pooh?&#8221; he whispered.<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong>&#8220;Yes, Piglet?&#8221;<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong>&#8220;Nothing,&#8221; said Piglet, taking Pooh&#8217;s hand. &#8220;I just wanted to be sure of you.\u201d<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong>\u2015 A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh<\/strong> <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When the day begins in the company of chickens, it seems almost probable that I would write about the earth-shattering facts I learned about baby chickens\u2026. all before 10 a.m. Apparently, it is a necessary thing for the life of a baby chicken, to keep its butt clean. Now\u2026 I write this with apprehension.\u00a0\u00a0 You [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3633","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nowyouseeit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3633","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3633"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3633\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3640,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3633\/revisions\/3640"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3633"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3633"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3633"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}