I have to be honest and say that as much as I miss them, I don't miss going out there to do chores when it's 20 below zero and the snow is over my boot tops. I don't miss not having a ton of flowers. I don't miss the sound of crowing at 2:00am. I don't miss settling in on the couch with my book for half an hour and glancing down only to see chicken poop on my pants leg - AND on the couch. And I don't miss the sometimes physical toll when my legs are having particularly bad issues or my CHF is making it hard to find any energy to even go out there. The guilt from those days I can do without.
Hey, I think I just talked myself out of it. I knew you guys could help!
Lol, glad to be of service!