Big Boss, our oldest chicken, died on Christmas Day. Quite frankly, I am surprised she made it as long as she did. She came to us old and worn. We used to call her Shitballs, as she frequently sported an untidy bum. She was never the prettiest and she always seemed a little off. But she had spunk and enjoyed attention. The rest of her initial tribe died years ago. As new chicks were added to the flock, she set her ground and was always the first to get the scraps and the first to roost in the evening. As our children learned to speak, her name evolved but her status and character remained constant. And so she chose a special day to die. The morning weather on Christmas day was gray and windy. At the moment that we buried Big Boss, everything picked up- the clouds dropped buckets of water and the wind whipped it around in all directions. Even with chickens, mother nature gathers all of her forces to celebrate letting go.
Our Upcoming Sailing VoyageWe are nearly ready to leave for an extended sailing voyage. We depart from Bellingham January 27, drive across the country visiting friends and relatives, drop the dog off at Grandma's, and then hop onto a 32' Bristol in Charleston, SC. After we make the necessary preparations to the boat, we will set sail for familiar cruising grounds, the Bahamas. If all goes well, we will have a few months of exploration before we return to Bellingham to make a little more money and prepare for another voyage.
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