Feeding chickens - 6am

I'm home, back stateside and missing the fresh air, the cow dung, and the lack of semaphores.  I think I've finally gotten on top in the sack with technology. 

One can never be sure where they're going, the adventures that lie on the horizon, nor the strangers that are to become friends.  Yet the smell of rain always brings us back, once upon a time, somewhere.  Here are friends I miss - their lovely eggs and their "caw."    

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