We have ten hens (sadly two were killed recently by hungry eagles) so it is hard to know which ones are laying and which are free-loading.
Except for the blue-egg layers. Houdini was a great layer and we miss her but Chinchin seemed quite content to go through life underachieving…until today.
She laid her first egg. Good onya girl! (use an Aussie accent – it sounds way better)
It got me to thinking…Sometimes it takes us time to find our feet. Okay, by now you know I am talking about myself and by sometimes I mean often.
Perhaps I should take a lesson from this 6lb beauty – everything happens in its own time and then, watch out because the results may far exceed expectations. That blue egg is perfect and there is something delightful about a blue egg sitting in the bowl; true abundance.
Self-flagellation is such a lousy human habit and many of us are quite talented at it. Chinchin doesn’t seem to care about her floppy double chin (note the descriptive name!!), she has pottered around every day, quietly eating, chasing her pals, no pressure, no berating herself, no feeling useless. Nope!
She knew time would work wonders, the purpose for which she was born would unveil itself.
Could the same be in store for me? Please. Please let me be more like Chinchin.