This is PeeWee one of my Silkies that Made the Move with me and the Kiddos to my parents house And survived the curse that Rained Down On Me and Mine through the month of August. So much sadness has taken center stage as I've been deeply missing my Big Chickens that were rehomed (A good chicken that's been with you a long time becomes like a dang dog) and my poor sweet Bunny's tragic death literally haunts me. The loss of My Land, my garden, my plants, my trees, the house. It's massive loss. BUT I still love these sweet little silkies. What I HAVE needs to be celebrated because we are still glorious. My babies. My dog, and Three Sweet Silkies. I'm taking a moment to not mourn the past, or assure the world of my confidence that we are phenixes that shall come soaring out from the ash. Being ash ain't bad. I'm thankful for what I have Today Here and Now.