Life’s many storms

It was noon. Could have been any day of the week or year. I am looking out my kitchen window when Buckie, my rooster began gathering all of his hens back into the brooder house.

He’s not stupid and knew we were under a tornado warning.

Noooooooo, don’t ask me how he knew because he doesn’t have internet or cable TV access in his part of my Forest. None-the-less he knew.

One hen, Murcrow the cougar of the brood was no where to be found.
Buckie crowed and wailed in anguish, “Murcrow hurry hurry the sky is black as night”. She’s not talking and I’m not telling on her either. Soooooooooo I see him waddling out of the brooder house risking life and tail feathers in search of her.
She had found her a spot behind a big bush tucked in nice and comfy under the eave in the back of the house.  Naturally I am privy to all of the doings because like I said earlier I’m looking out the kitchen window and for most folks that would be the back of the house.
Murcrow seems proud of Buckie and his show of affection. Him being the boss of things and protector of his hens. Sooooooooo in her I’m okay voice she chirps “all is well and you have done your best. Now go back and attend to your frightened brood of hens.”
She has seen 16 years of all four seasons now having reached the age where she frankly doesn’t give a crap what the weather is up too.

Crawling next to her behind the big bush under the overhang of the house roof below my kitchen window I hear him tell her, “I’m here, I love you. You were my first fix into roosterhood and I ain’t leavin’ you now”!!

When trouble comes into your life and trust me I’m as old as Murcow in hen years take a lesson and listen.  Saddle up, put your booted foot in the strip, grab the ear of this wild stallion of life, throw your body up and over and ride like the wind for success.  Buckie did!

If that doesn’t work for you hide out and miss being near the ones you love, the dreams you wish you had followed. Don’t do that it’s been done before. Doesn’t work does it?

I watched an old hen teach a young buck rooster to take a risk out of love, passion and respect. When it’s your turn pay it forward. Ride now friends, ride like the wind. Follow your dream we’re all burning daylight in one way or the other!!

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