There was a little break in the rain today so I thought I would sneak out the front door and do some speed weeding while the girls worked the back property. Within 20 minutes they had found me. Because they have boundary issues weeding slowed to a snails pace until a gave in.
Those chickens have let me dress them up, give them feathered hats and everything, yet what they want most is my attention, it made me ponder what trust really means. It doesn't really matter on what level it's earned, if you have indeed earned it, there is value! The worth is in the slow build of collective moments that have brought you to that point.
With earned trust comes the responsibility not to betray it. Kind of a nonverbal contract I'm thinking.
In the end I guess I like that more than I like speed weeding, so I grabbed my camera and just hung out, it felt pretty good....
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