Yep every minute you’re older time is like that 😊
Only if you think time in the linear sense. I think more eternally than that. What is time, but a limitation of life. But if you can think in eternal terms, life is only a matter of seconds in a vast universe of possibilities.
 
Only if you think time in the linear sense. I think more eternally than that. What is time, but a limitation of life. But if you can think in eternal terms, life is only a matter of seconds in a vast universe of possibilities.
Philosophy 101 UCSB
 
Here’s Dakota pondering how time actually works:
She asks “does daylight savings time actually shorten my life an hour 🤔?” IMG_4602.jpeg
 
Wow! That is something I've never seen. Most unusual?
No eyebrows? That’s not a problem. My Coco has no feathers on her head. Happens every year at this time. And every year I ask Santa 🎅 for only one thing. Feathers for Coco. (She won’t wear a knitted little cap) 😢
 
And CB laughs at me! :th
Your loyalty and service to your chocks is unquestionable. I’m commiserating in your quest for perfection….No chickens were harmed, so your misery is unfounded….I have a streak of dark humor, sorry ❤️ I’m going to laugh again, in fact!
 
Your loyalty and service to your chocks is unquestionable. I’m commiserating in your quest for perfection….No chickens were harmed, so your misery is unfounded….I have a streak of dark humor, sorry ❤️ I’m going to laugh again, in fact!
Stop using those big college words like “commiserating” . You realize that I attended college in California and they teach nothing!
 
Today Empress Josephine displayed another sign of being intelligent. Usually, when I let those things out of their coop, I grab her and stick her on the scale. She was overweight for a while. Well, with this molt she has lost a good amount of that fat.

Today she did not want to be weighed.

I bent down to pick that thing up.

I see wings go over me.

I feel feet on my back for a second.

I feel them leave, and I hear that bird land.

I could hear the silent snark coming from her.

I got played by a chicken.

But that's not all. When I was putting them away, I managed to catch her. She was mad. She stared me in the eye. I managed to weigh her. Four pounds. Much better. If only I had a pound for every time I weighed her.

Empress Josephine went into the coop, and promised she'd outsmart me yet again.
 

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