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Hi Suleika,

I felt so proud to hear you on “Think”, with Krys Boyd, in Dallas this week. I’ve been an “Isolation Journals” participant since about Day 52. Thank you so much for creating this welcoming, healthy, refreshing opportunity for us. I feel like you’re a sweet friend now.

Regarding chickens, you have my full support. I’ve dabbled in chickens my whole life, on and off. They are funny, chickens are, and as mesmerizing to watch on a mild summer day, as a log fire is on a snowy night.

Raising chickens is fraught with heartbreak and drama - but of a lighter kind, the sort we can recover from and turn into stories that last much longer than even the luckiest chicken. Be it snakes, cats, hawks, coyotes, or Grandmother herself, chickens really are everybody’s favorite dinner. So, I figure, let’s just do the best we can to protect them on their journey, and enjoy their chicken-awesomeness every day we can.

Here’s a fine Haiku, from the intro to “The Chicken Dance”, as recorded by my favorite polka band, Brave Combo:

“Or-ange feet in sand

Scratching and pecking for grit.

Chickens in the sun.”

All the best to you, Suleika,

Alice Derbyshire

Krum, Texas

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I needed this prompt today. I am so grateful.

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