Friday, August 7, 2009

early morning arrival






our friend at the post office across the highway called around 7:15 this morning and said, "your babies are in." i rushed over and pushed open the heavy, glass post office door and heard faint but beautifully uplifting "pi pi pio pi pio pi's" coming from a cardboard box with slats. i gently brought them home and david, having read my reaction and consequent actions, was readying the brooding box, our oversized, oblong (plastic) bathtub in the master bathroom where they'll live for the next month, i think. i'm still researching these marvelous creatures that uplift the soul. oh my goodness, 25 perfect, chirping, fluffy, baby chicks jumping into your hand and your heart... oh! seriously it's that magnificent. magic. the stuff i try to surround myself with. we purchased the mixed special, and at that it even came with one "rare" they threw in for excitement. just like babies, they emerged from their enclosed home each already filled with a very distinct personality, displaying different and unique behaviors, exhibiting their quirks. we gathered around the bathtub (grace in complete awe and talking nonstop and asking nonstop questions) and, naturally, many babies were named. we have giselle (the super model with long, almond-shaped eyes that look like they're engulfed in dark makeup), rosa, martin, and malcolm, the three black chickens with completely distinct personalities... hey. hey! it's funny. (especially because they're all female). sage woman (she looks wise), carmen (heavy red makeup and poofy hair), marilyn (platinum blonde with black diamonds), rebel (tall and daring), tiger (cause she looks like a tiger), comet (totally different from the others, a brown ball that shoots across the tub) and i think that's all for now. some are kind of less distinct, but i'm sure will become their own strong chick women. the low lighting in the bathroom does them no justice, so i will try for more pictures when i knock the shower out and open a door to the back porch, for shizzle, because the bathroom currently sucks.

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