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So, I was going to write a post this week about Lucky ducky.  Many of you have joined along on my journey to care for this little creature; I wanted to share what was next for him.

 But, I can’t now.

I try but it catches in my throat.

Instead, maybe I could just share some photos from my week.  Next time I’ll be a little stronger and not so much wearing my heart on my sleeve.

Just so you know, Lucky is just fine.














































As I was in the middle of gathering photos for this post, I stopped and went outside to collect eggs for our breakfast.  It is a beautiful morning with a light breeze blowing, I was overcome with gratitude for this life and the opportunity to raise these chickens and to be blessed with the ability to walk outside my home and gather fresh eggs for our meal and for a partner that cooks those eggs to perfection.  I don’t ever want to get complacent and forget to be grateful.


I was reading an article recently about negative thoughts and the impact having them and speaking them constantly has on your brain.  The brain can rewire itself and not in a good way.  Making a concerted effort to be sincerely grateful for even the small things in your everyday routine is better for your brain.  So, I’m working on making my brain a better thing.


Have a good week.


Well, that’s all for today.  Thank you for being here.

16 thoughts on “it catches in my throat

  1. Lisa says:


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    1. Right back at ya – xo kim


  2. Pam Kaufman says:

    I too am trying really hard to be more grateful and less negative. I don’t know when the negative thinking started but I do know it’s not good and not what I want to focus on. I have a good life. A good husband and daughter. Life happens and it’s not always sunshine and roses but it is good and that is what I ( we all) need to focus on. Life is good! I hope all is well with your family. Your pictures brought a smile to my face. Thank you.

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    1. Hi Pam – such honest words – thank you. Seems we all forget that there is good in our lives, sometimes it feels like the bad or less than perfect things take over and we have to stop and remember hey there is so much more good. We hear so much negative all around us these days – such a shame. I love hearing good news and good stories and being around people that are upbeat and happy in-spite of less than perfect lives. My life isn’t picture perfect and we have faced a lot of hardships lately – just like everybody else. I don’t want to drown in negative, so here is to happy good positives thoughts! Have a good one! xo kim


  3. Great pictures and I so get that rewiring the brain away from negativity. I’m referring it to junk mail these days and tossing it in the garbage… Love the picture from your farm stand hope you’re having a good season…

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    1. Hi Carole – I love that notion of negative thoughts as being junk mail and tossing it in the garbage – perfect. The farm stand is doing well in the egg department, everything else – not much interest, but I keep plugging away at it. Thanks for stopping by. xo kim


  4. Lyn says:

    Oh what a story . If lucky ducky flew away ,I’m sure you will see him again. I had a baby robin that was left in a nest by my front door , alone.i took him in and raised him in a box with hay and later in a cage. He learned to take baths in the sink ,flying lessons ,on my shoulder to look for worms in the garden etc as he grew. Milk and then get crawlers that were messy . Side story . To buy was at the bait shop and they kept asking me where I was fishing and I responded with a fisherman never tells his hot spot. Following the he turned to really a she. She flew and came back always until she started courting . I was so disappointed. Then she came back to me on an outdoor chair so I went over and she hopped on my finger . I asked her if she wanted to to bed. And took her to her cage and off to sleep she went. As the story goes she did meet and flew away with her partner for good until the next year she became a mother and nested back where she was saved. Lyn

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    1. Oh my goodness Lyn, what a great story. I especially like that part about not giving away your fisherman’s spot – oh what a laugh you must have had! You must have done a wonderful job raising her – how very rewarding. Thank you for sharing that – made me feel good. xo kim


  5. DA Squires says:

    Practicing gratefulness… it sounds deceptively simple, but it isn’t…something we all should be mindful of, everyday. I SO wish the media would occasionally use phrases like this and make an effort to balance the terrible-awful-no good-very bad day news with positive, optimistic stories–it would make a real difference.
    Very relieved that Lucky is fine… the ‘catching in the throat’ moments are not unfamiliar to anyone who has loved an animal, but in some ways, I think it must be hardest of all if the animal’s natural habitat is in the wild. Yet, what an amazing privilege to have cared for them and to have been a part of their lives, even for a short while… the memories of an abandoned baby robin and an orphan duckling are the memories that last a lifetime.

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    1. Practice makes perfect… More often than not, I just turn the news off and any other venue that is so negative – I just don’t want to take part in that. Unfortunately, the city over from us is making National news because of all the negative talk and behavior going on – it makes me sad and ashamed of my community in many ways. Anyway, moving on – it has been a privilege to have been part of Lucky’s life and I have no regrets. Our time with him was a gift. xo kim


  6. Debra says:

    It’s odd that you would be talking about Lucky and perhaps his leaving you because my husband and I just visited the wildlife area where I released DuckDuck (our wild duck, raised from just out of her egg). We drove by the very spot we let her go, and all those emotions came up-and I cried. I cried because I remember when I let her go, I was also thinking, “Someday I’m going to have to do this with Micah.” He was about a year old when I let the duck go…..So my emotions of rescuing her are tangled up with raising our son, and letting him go. The wedding dance, the Mom and son dance-everyone’s eyes on us, and I had to NOT cry…then. But it’s good. He is happy and thriving.

    I surely needed the reminder about negative thoughts and being thankful. Thank YOU for this post.
    Love, Debra

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    1. Debra – my fowl loving hero – another beautiful story that you have shared. It made me cry reading it – that is a good cry. I love it when we remember these life events that seem unrelated yet there is a circle that ties them together. I think when the heart needs them the most we are reminded. Sending you lots of love. xo kim


      1. Debra says:

        I forgot to say how gorgeous your photos are.
        love you back.

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  7. says:

    I would like to second DA Squires regarding wishing the media balanced the negative and positive. Both my brother and I don’t watch the news because it’s all negative. You take such creative photos. Wish I had your eye for an interesting shot.

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    1. There you are Miss Linda – I was gonna check in on you and make sure you are ok – no post and all quiet I’ve been worried. Did you have the big birthday and too much celebrating? I have an eye all right! I think I see things differently – maybe ’cause I’m blind in one eye and can’t half see outta the other. Thanks for the compliment. I only want to hear good news – I want to wear those rose colored glasses. Hope you are ok. xo kim

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      1. says:

        That big birthday is not until late November. I just haven’t felt like posting. Gimme a pair of those rose colored glasses, too. I refuse to watch the 5:00 news.

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