My Day

At least once a week I like to sleep in with no distractions. If I get up and let the dog out I enjoy knowing there is one day a week I have the option to go back to bed if I want. That day usually falls on a Sunday, and today was one of those days.
My life is simple. I wake up, let the dog out, wash my face, make coffee and get the morning ready so I can leave to go feed chickens. They are always on my mind in the morning because I have to drive an average of 22 miles one way to get to them each day to make sure they are fed, have fresh water, collect eggs, give them their treats and make sure they are safe, healthy and happy.
The chickens reside in a small hen house with a chicken coop which I built in a friends back yard who lives on the west side of town. I love the west side, I am the most familiar with that area, you can get onto the interstate quickly, you can hit Briley and zip to where you need to go and it just has a different atmosphere than other areas of town. It is where I would prefer to live, but the cost of living on that side of town has been out of my price range for a while.
For whatever reason, that part of town has always felt cooler and more comfortable to me. I love it over there. The coffee shops, the stores, everything. I like going there each day and a little sad when I leave.
This morning while I was there I realized this time of my life has an expiration. There will be a day when I will move my hens and I won't go to my friends house each day anymore. Which will be bitter sweet as it will be nice to have them in my own space, but sad I won't be going to enjoy her lush green and peaceful yard each day like I have for over two years.
To keep this in my memory I took my phone and took a few snapshots to help preserve this memory. I am doing all I can to reach within myself to push forward to obtain this goal dangling in front of me. My chickens inspire me to get out of bed, to work hard so I can give them a backyard of their very own, a bigger hen house, more elaborate chicken coop, and a place for my doggy to run and play. It is what keeps me going - and I tell them every day I hope we are a day closer to giving them a better life. Thankfully, they are happy and healthy where they are - but that does not stop me from wanting to give  them something better.

A garden table greets me each morning - usually unused, but it gives the space character

Dodger the dog greets me every morning and he either wants in the backyard if he is in the front yard, or the front yard if he is in the back yard.

Once I am through the gate this is the view of their backyard

The view into their large backyard where I get to walk every day to make my way down to take care of my chickens

The path I walk each day to go down to their hen house and chicken coop

The entry to their chicken coop where they wait for me each day to see them, care for them and feed them

 My girls!

This is a part of my life, my daily routine and something which I enjoy each and every day.