Thanksgiving on the farm...

When I was doing chores this chilly morning, one of the brown hens was on the nest. (My chickie girls have grown up together from chicks, so they share a nest for laying eggs or maybe use two.) She didn't come down to eat, but stayed on the nest. On one of my trips back and forth, she stood up. I got the message she was protecting the eggs she and the other chickie girls had laid until I gathered them. They understand I gather eggs every day, and that is their "payment" for food and shelter, and it also brings great delight to the human (me). So I got an egg carton and carefully gathered the eggs out from under her and thanked her for keeping them safe. She hopped off the nest and went about her day--her job was done. Another reminder that animals know far more than most humans give them credit for, and making me feel gratefully humble for the gift of the critters who share the farm with us humans.

 Mini-celebration for me!
I have finished the major work on the next book
in the Aunt Maddie's Doggone Misadventures series
and am doing edits.
This means all the books in this series
are much on my mind, including the boxed sets.
This boxed set includes the first three books in this series.

Chasing Rainbows:

An artistically eccentric aunt, an uncle who invents a mechanical dog, a mother who wears poodle skirts, and a brother who wears pearls provide a hilarious backdrop for the courtship of a young woman who yearns for a "normal" family.

St. Batzy & the Time Machine:
An eccentric inventor is determined to reclaim his wayward time machine from the neighbor girl's dog and save his beloved wife from her latest misadventure. If only they can travel safely past the black hole...

No More Poodle Skirts:
After drifting for years in the innocent age of the 1950s, a woman struggles to join today's world by finding a career and a new love, with some help from her zany family and a talking dog.

AVAILABLE IN eBOOK for $1.99

or PAPERBACK for $7.99

Fall--a time of transition

A time of transition...
from barefoot days of summer
to cozy sweaters for chilly mornings.

A Taste of Mortality

 

You can buy this collection of poems
in digital or paperback here:
https://www.amazon.com/Mortality-Poems-Veronica-Esagui/dp/B0DFXYFPB5

The recent loss of my beloved dog, Dasha, is reflected in my poem, Beyond Mortality. My other poem in this anthology, Are We Really Mortal, came to me as I have embraced being an "old woman." Knowing I am wrapping up my time here on Earth, my perception of both life and death has shifted. I don't think death is The End. Like books in a series, I believe more adventures lie beyond leaving a physical body--adventures that include loved ones who have left this physical plane before us.

Here's a teaser of the poem, Beyond Mortality:

The losses bruise my soul
and take their toll
on the life I could be living...
Or is sharing our grief and brokenness
the way to move beyond mortality...
 (copyright Genene Valleau, writing as Genie Gabriel)

ON THE FARM

This image is part of my experimentation with AI

Fall is the beginning of "Mud Season" here on the farm.
Preparations for fall include stocking up on straw
and wood shavings as part of "mud control,"
weatherizing the chickie/duck coop and yard,
and making sure there is plenty of hay for the horse and donkey.
In spite of cold, rainy weather that will settle in soon,
I'm very grateful for the occasional pleasant 65ish degree days
we've had for later than normal.
Hope all of you are finding small delights in your life!