Our life living off the land in our log cabin, breathing fresh mountain air, and getting back to basics.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

The Unexpected Can Be So Enchanting

I went in to among to town today to get my hair done (among other things) and decided to stop by The Nichols House Antique Shop to look around.  As I walked up the stairs toward the building, I noticed a bird sitting on a wicker chair on the porch (something I had never seen there before).  It was just sitting, resting, looking around as if he/she/it owned the place.  I found it sublimely amusing and had to take a picture.  I later discovered, when speaking with one of the owners, that this was Chicky Chick (though Chicky Chick has now been determined to be Rooster Chick, specifically based on his incessant daily crowing at dawns early light). Handsome fellow, full of color and personality, a lover who purrs in a rooster sort of way when he is petted.

Rooster Chick is a cool dude, making himself at home in the garden at The Nichols House, which is a peaceful space full of lush, colorful blooms that surrounds the antique shop like a beautiful quilt.

This is Rooster Chick doing what chicks do, digging for goodies...

This is The Nichols House Antique Shop, and if you are ever in Sylva, and you are an antique enthusiast, I highly recommend that you stop by.   You will not be disappointed.

What does this have to do with my Log Cabin Life?  Well, it was an unexpected encounter that completely captured my attention and filled me with appreciation for the 'right now, this very second' kind of thing.  My Log Cabin Life is like that, but you know that already. 

But here's where the connection grows...I'm beginning to think that one of the things we need, fitting with living off the land, is some chickens and a rooster, I mean, you know, a cool rooster, like Rooster Chick.  And chickens who dig Rooster Chick, so then they would lay eggs, fresh mountain eggs.  I know, it means being awakened each morning when the rooster crows, and taking care of those chicks and chickens.  But think of the eggs, the fresh mountain eggs!  It's just a thought, but everything begins with a thought, so I was just thinking...

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Osage Bluff Quilter said...

Do you know what you can do with fresh eggs? There is egg drop soup, egg noodles, eggs fried, eggs boiled, eggs pickled, eggs baked, eggs deviled, egg mcmuffins, egg casserole, you get the picture!

Lise said...

Precisely Patti, and there is nothing better than all those possibilities when it's fresh eggs we're talking about!

Dad/Pepere said...

When I was a kid, I always had chicks given to me as Easter and just loved taking care of them. I would raise them until they were too big to handle and would give them to my grandfather where they were added to his pen! Go for it! Hugs!

Lise said...

Sounds like a plan dad, and as Patti says, there are so many things to do with eggs!