Watching my girls free range is a magical moment. Time stands still, and I breathe in and breathe out. I think of nothing but what is right in front of me. And all is right with the world.

The girls scratch and peck for goodies. Each has her own style. Some scratch, scratch, peck, peck. Some scratch, peck, peck, scratch. Their simple–yet effective–acts are mesmerizing and seem to lull me into a hypnotic trance of serenity. Peace is all around me, except for the occasional disagreement over whose worm that really is. And then a game of “catch me if you can” commences, complete with chicken running which is a sight to behold. There are many styles to chicken running, and all are very humorous.

These relaxing Sunday mornings are always a precursor to such a fabulous day. Whether you have chickens to watch or other Sunday morning delights, may your day be filled with peace and happiness.