A Purposeful Post Redux

I’ve poked at keeping my thoughts online for not less than ten years, and through some tumultuous happenings, I’ve been bumped off the turnip wagon a fair number of times.  I’ve been debating preserving my old writings from older versions of my site, or just starting anew.  On the one hand, it provides me (and you) with a record of my old thoughts.  And my old writing styles (shudder).  On the other, there’s something to be said for an entirely fresh start.  I will have to continue to mull it over.

In the by and by, I want to talk about chickens instead.  Largely because I’ve been obsessed with them.  Almost as obsessed as I’ve been with okra.  Did you know that there is a gene among certain breeds of chicken that causes hyperpigmentation of the wee feathered things, the end result being an entirely black bird?  A few months ago, I learned of such a thing, and of course that suggested a story.  It always suggests a story.  So.  Black chickens.  A hen yard.  And a witch.  More than one witch.  And that’s all I’ve got to say about that…  mainly because I’m sitting on the idea like a broody hen, trying to hatch it.  I’m still not sure which way it’s growing.

If you are interested, one such breed is the Ayam Cemani.  Silkies and Kadaknaths also have this trait (though silkies are more often known to be white little poof-balls).  Bodies.  Even bird bodies.  They’re just weird.

(Incidentally, I decided to preserve the old blogs.  Expect the posts from 2016 & early 2017 one by one as transfer the markdown files individually)

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