There’s been a bunch of stuff going on this last weekend, but I thought today I’d share another of my nephew’s lego works:
So, yesterday, my eldest nephew and I were going to finally finish the new pig pen before it snowed last night and into today. While we were over there getting the first of the last four panels ready, he heard cheeping.
But there were no birds anywhere around us.
So Chris looked over the fence between our yard and our neighbor’s calf yard (which is currently empty).
“Martha! Martha! Look!”
I glance over the fence and there I see it too.
Our broody hen that went missing had eight little chickies following her around the pen our neighbor puts bulls in when they get hurt or sick. (It was currently empty as well, thank goodness.)
Chris climbed the fence while I got a box and went around the long way. (I was not climbing that fence, no sirree.) It took us a bit, but we finally caught the chickies and the mama. We had to let the mama go, because we found her nest where she was still spending most of the day sitting on eggs. (She must have been on break with the littles. I’ve seen her do that before when she still had eggs to brood over.
We moved the eight little chickies into a nice brooder box (after hurriedly assembling one) and put them in the garage with the bunnies and some nice heat lamps and prayed that they would survive the sudden drop in temperature that was coming last night.
They made it. (Their mom also returned to her broody nest that we weren’t going to try and roust her from. Hens peck something fierce.)
So today I am grateful that Chris heard the chickies yesterday. (Even if we still haven’t finished the pig pen and now must do so in the snow.)
Check out the original Thankful Thursday.
It’s like Beast Wars: Livestock Edition.
My younger brother describing what our eldest nephew did with the chicken Lego set that one of our sisters got him for Easter.
Check out the original One-Liner Wednesday.
Here’s the picture I took along with his comment:
“You don’t understand, if you don’t free me we will all be doomed-”
“Are you threatening your king!” the man with the crown demanded.
The weather-worn woman before did not tremble from his anger, merely bowed her head in exhaustion and weary resignation.
The king did not wait to see what she would say before continuing, “You are guilty of the crime of sorcery!”
A smile flitted across her tear-stained face as she finally looked up, “That’s why I came to Camelot.”
The king was not surprised in the least, “To destroy us.”
For the first time, the woman frowned, “No, to be free. You slaughter all with magic.” she seemed to take courage from somewhere and stood straight for the first time since she’d been brought before the king, “Surely you can bring permanent death even to a phoenix.”
There was stunned silence in the court of law, even the king found himself speechless at this declaration.
“Death is a freedom I desperately need.” the woman, no, the phoenix trapped within human form, “Please, King Uther, you must execute me.”
I’ve been thinking about BBC’s Merlin lately and the fact that King Uther was very anti-magic. He killed anyone even hinted at using or being near magic, including magical creatures who were born with magic and, at the time, were believed to have no kind of agency for themselves.
(I extrapolate the last comment based on the fact that animals weren’t believed to have a soul at the time and only those with a soul would have a mind and be able to actually make choices and thus have agency to choose for themselves what they wanted to do.)
What if someone came to Camelot, not because they wanted to attack King Uther with their magic, but because they wanted King Uther to know they had magic and kill them?
Well, I thought about it and this little snippet wouldn’t leave me alone until I wrote it. I was never certain just how it would end, but maybe now I can write on something else.
Well, it’s my eldest nephew’s birthday today, his Golden Birthday even. Here’s another of his lego constructs that it’s so much fun to watch him build.
There are a lot of things to be grateful for during this time of the year. I could try and name them all or I could name a few or I could name just one.
I’m kind of tired and cold, so I’m going to go with the one.
I’m grateful for chocolate and how it tastes good no matter what temperature you consume it at.
Check out the original Thankful Thursday, because we have to remember that there are wonderful things, whether they be great or small.