The Garden Princess~

It’s been one heck of a week!

First, my friend Maria (Primitives by Maria) came over to visit me with her friends John (Country Culture), Jeanine and Danny.  They were all nice, but I like Maria best… I even tried on my aviator helmet for her.

First, after 3 whole weeks of hiding…

and skulking around…

my birth mother decided to abandon yet another nest FULL OF EGGS!!!

Can you imagine???  My mom says they weren’t fertile, but I’m not sure I believe her… remember WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!!!

I made friends with a sheep in the garden, only to find out it’s made of stone!

Someone was eating the tomatoes in the garden… I don’t know who it could be!

Oops!  Did you hear something?

Hmmmmm… maybe not.

I told my mom that it was time to harvest the garlic.  She wasn’t sure.

Are you sure you didn’t hear anything?


Caught.  In.  The.  Act.  Embarrassing.

Then that stupid turkey made me trip over the empty pots…

she stole MY cucumber…

and wouldn’t let me take it back!  Then she ATTACKED ME!


She mussed up my feathers…

and one feather…

one feather…

OMG!!!  Get her OUT OF HERE!!!

one feather FELL OUT!!!

The siblings are still around… they haunt me in the garden, popping in and out of the plants.

Here they are with my birth mother, all in embarrassing poses… am I really related to THEM???

This C – A – T is always underfoot!  He thinks that HE is my mom’s FAVORITE, but HE IS NOT!!!  He helps us tend the garden and he really isn’t so bad… at least HE doesn’t ATTACK me!

My mom finally harvested the garlic, WITH MY HELP… but he helped, too!

Sometimes I hide in the weeds.

I FINALLY got MY cucumber back!

Sometimes I hide in the herb garden… so I can sneak in the house!

Just like this!

I LOVE looking for bugs…



THAT is H U G E…

and there’s that C – A – T, trying to look all cute and sweet… what’s a chickie to do???

Get tough, that’s what!

Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh…. MOMMMMMMMMM!!!!

Phew… it’s safer up here!

Any ripe raspberries???

I was helping my mom stack soap in the Garden Shop and we heard a THUD on the roof!  Imagine… that crazy bird flew up on the roof.  Doesn’t she know the best bugs are on the ground?

Then she snuck in the house…

and slowly turned to leave…

BUT she had second thoughts, changed her mind and FLEW UP ON THE COUNTER!!!  My mom and dad had a FIT!!!  They SCARED her half to death and she flew down and ran OUT THE DOOR!

She got all huffy and walked away…

Pretty IMPRESSIVE!  Hmmmm, I think I might like that one!

Well, that’s it for now… until next time!


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8 responses to “The Garden Princess~

  1. Love your little true life storys. Good job. Connie

  2. Love your little Chickies Chatter. Always a fun thing to read and see your pictures. Connie

  3. New Birds since I was last there! Can’t wait to see them in person this September at the gathering.

  4. maria

    chickie chickie poo … maria loves you!!! i cant wait to see you again!! dont let them get to you!! REMEMBER “IT’S ALL ABOUT THE FOOD” … ❤

  5. Deborha Smith

    Chickie Chatters takes me back in time when I was a child, and now my son can relate to it cause they had a chickie pet named Henrietta, and she was loved and treated the same. When you couldn’t find the son and daughter they were in the chicken yard under the fig tree holding Henrietta just a talking away with each other and her. Thank you so much for these writtings. So refreshing. I am now saving all of them for the grandchildren who now ask me to find the chicken story book so they can read it……Thank You, Thank You!!!!
    Prim Hugs,

  6. I’m not sure why but this blog is loading very slow for me. Is anyone else having this problem or is it a issue on my end? I’ll check back later on and see if the problem still exists.

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