Felicia & Freedom

Felicia is gone. I had a connection with Felicia. I could identify with her. Felicia loved her freedom and loved her home. Several times a day, Felicia would escape the coop. When I was visiting, I’d look out the back window and see Felicia just walking around the backyard enjoying her freedom. She never left the yard though. And when night was coming, Felicia would be found sitting on the roof of the nesting boxes, wanting to be let back in. Back into the safety of her cozy home, with her community of sisters. She’d found a way, unknown to… Continue reading