“Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry…” Mary sang the tune as they pulled into the old homestead. Finally seeing it for herself, she was enamored of the cabin structure immediately. “It’s just as I dreamed, better than the photograph!”
Mary was full of anticipation. Changing her lifestyle wasn’t going to be easy, but looking at the actual cabin and surrounding area, she knew she had made the right decision. Wandering to the side, she noticed the chicken coop, the horse corral, and the cow barn. All in need of repair of course, but she remained undaunted. Her husband would arrive in three days and their children would help in the meantime. Unloading the truck, she reprised the merry tune and the children chimed in.
The Bag Lady 
Lovely! well written!
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I like the idea that when starting in a new place there is a great sense of optimism. It certainly has been so for me.
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“Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry” ….. how does that song go?
I am thinking …..
Rooster’s Lament
Chicks and ducks and geese had better scurry
Step out of the way, I’m in a feathered flurry
Hear me crowing to the wind to express my heated hurry
If I’m late to the chicken coop the hens begin to worry.
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