jess and jareth's farm * also in it's starting phase * hosts haiku madness

adorning our well-made pergola

the chicken-inspired haiku 

is he not an inspiring chicken?

after the demolition of the henhouse floor

well-demolished, no?

hidden in the window frame for as-yet unborn scavengers

our kitchen for the weekend!

nestled under the soapstone countertops

truth.  on a rock.  with chickens.

remember swinging - under willful grape leaves - contemplating naps