Monday, March 18, 2013
on a weekend
A brief break from the restless wind allowed us to bring the baby chicks outside for some fresh air and sunshine. In and out of the basket they were gently lifted; And tapped on their fluffy bums, encouraging them to make their way off the blanket and onto the grass; Onto her lap when they ventured close - and then right off again - each getting her equal attention. This is how she communicated with them - lovingly and silently (save for the giggles). Equal parts playfulness and motherly business, instinctively and without my interference.