Hatching Chicks
So in an effort to increase my flock and avoid the higher-expected cost of ordering chicks this season, I purchased a dozen fertilized eggs for a really reasonable price. I figured one of my older girls would jump, or sit, at the chance to be a mommy again, since a couple of them had done it before.
I set up the maternity ward in our garage and made her a pleasant and warm bed with the eggs. She seemed into it the first couple days, but unfortunately, in the ensuing days, she removed herself completely from the nest. That was not eggs-actly how I saw that plan going.
Nature Knows Best
Maybe the eggs weren't fertile, or maybe they weren't viable. She may have known; they often seem to know these things. In any case, I smiled and bowed respectfully in defeat to nature who always seems to not only know better, but also teach me a lesson at the same time.
To a Mouse by Robert Burns
But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best-laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!
Our Best Laid Plans
When it is time to expand my flock and hatch more chicks, it will be the right time. And perhaps this wasn't the right time, and I couldn't see that because I was so focused on my own immediate desires.
This surely applies to many other areas of our lives where we become blinded by passion and goals and immediate results and answers.
What lessons about patience has Mother Nature taught you?The best laid plans of Mice and Men / Often go awry
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