Nothing Every Day

{this moment} a friday ritual. a single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. a simple, special, extraordinary moment. a moment I want to pause, savor, and remember.

{this moment} a friday ritual. a single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. a simple, special, extraordinary moment. a moment I want to pause, savor, and remember.

{this moment} a friday ritual. a single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. a simple, special, extraordinary moment. a moment I want to pause, savor, and remember.

I think the real question is, why not chickens? It's been a passion for Aaron and I since a few years prior to becoming parents, to learn, digest, discover what it means to be a homesteader. The idea of living off of the things we help cultivate, bring life to, watch through the seasons of seed to fruit to decay... it's all such a beautiful process we as humans see in life all around us. So we brought ourselves into the chicken world with so many other urban homesteaders out there. We started our chicken journey with four little ladies (we were at least hopeful they were ladies) and they have since turned out to be. We purchased them from a local farm and feed supply store known as Bomgaars in between Greeley and Loveland. After doing a lot of research, I knew a few breeds that were the most reliable in being kid friendly, smaller in size, social, and also reliable for laying 4-7 eggs/week. We came home with 2 little black and white Silver Laced Wyandottes and 2

“Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart - one who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.” -unknown

{this moment} a friday ritual. a single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. a simple, special, extraordinary moment. a moment I want to pause, savor, and remember.