Apparently, after a dry season, when it finally rains, some of the plants get fooled into thinking it’s spring. So, my (non-Granny Smith) apple tree is confused. It has the last of the apples still clinging to some branches, while other branches are blossoming!
In some ways, it feels like spring, like something new is happening…
My son just graduated from University last week. Congratulations to him! 🎓 It’s a new season for his life.
After the great chicken massacre of 2023, which happened at the beginning of August, we have new life in our chicken field. One of the (2) lone survivors of the massacre was Tweetie. She was sitting on eggs. Such a mystery how a sitting hen got left, but there she was, just sitting on those eggs. She’s a smart one, with her eye to the sky whenever the hawks are around.
It seems the slaughter was partially instigated by hawks, but who ever heard of hawks hunting in groups? It appears most unusual. And to take out 10 chickens in one fell swoop, leaving some of them headless, removing some without a trace and merely slaughtering others and leaving them in their entirety?
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy, but I am come that they might have life and have it to the full…
John 10:10
Evil, that’s what it was. Evil.