Farm Life
Today, we wrote a story from the point of an object on a farm, went to Carriage Hill Farm, waded in the creek there, pet sheep and donkeys, shopped at their General Store, and finished the day with yoga/meditation.
The Perspective of a Rooster
I fluff the colorful feathers around my neck as the chill trys to penetrate through their protective layer. As the sun peaks over the horizon, I focus on my first job of the day. My practiced call echos around the farm from my post on the fence. The lights go on in the bedroom of the farmhouse and I hop down, pleased. I quickly strut to the chicken house to find the little warmth it has to offer. Pushing one of the inexperienced younger roosters off of the top roost I settle in. Satisfied to lightly slumber until the farmer fills the feeders. The barn door screeches open and a sharp breeze kicks up some of the straw. I hop down the roosts to reach the feeder first. In between filling the feeders, the farmer picks up the scattered eggs. More would come later, but not as many as usual due to the cold. After getting my fill of the feed and fresh water, I tried to herd some of the chickens outside to get the fresh air that makes their eggs better and more consistent, but they were reluctant. I was equally as unwilling but it was my duty despite how cold it was. While they peck at the ground searching for bugs I stand tall keeping them protected. The young roosters try to mirror me, hoping to be next in the pecking line. As the day grows colder and the cloud darker, I herd them back in to the chicken roost. The rain slowly starts to patter on the metal roof and then grows to a roar. The lightning lights up the roost and the thunder shakes the heavy door. We crowd together for safety and warmth.
Activities
While at Carriage Hill, we got to see and pet multiple animals, including horses, cows, sheep, and donkeys. We hunted for crayfish in the river and saw a black river snake. We saw more than ten sheep and about four baby lambs, two cows, two horses, two donkeys, four chickens, a quail, and not a single crawdad. We went to a swing just outside of the farm and were able to get a panoramic view of the farm. I was hopping from rock to rock and slipped back at the creek, falling in. My shoes, socks, and legs were soaked.
We ate lunch and bought candy from the General Store. Then we went back to the creek to take pictures. We saw a forge in which there was a fire and a man pounding metal on a stone. We also walked along trails and visited the cemetery. We then meet up with other people and played a large team game of hide and go seek. Then we bonded with all the animals individually and visited the donkeys again.
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