new chicks meet old garden traditions in spring
Today, I watched my new chicks take their first wobbly steps outside, right into the beet and radish bed that my grandmother once tended. It brought back memories of my own childhood, when my family would gather in the backyard, passing down stories and seeds from one generation to the next.
But as I watched these little ones peck curiously at the soil, I couldn't help but think about how different things are now. Back then, we let our chickens roam free, believing in the healing power of nature and the joy of a messy, lively garden. These days, some neighbors frown at the idea—worried about neat lawns, HOA rules, or the latest landscaping trends.
Is there still room for old-fashioned, hands-on gardening in our modern, rule-bound communities? Or should we adapt, keeping our birds cooped up and our gardens picture-perfect for the sake of neighborhood harmony?
Spring in North America is unpredictable—one day, sunshine; the next, a late frost. My beets and radishes have survived it all, just like the stories we share. Watching these chicks explore, I feel torn between honoring tradition and respecting new norms. What do you think—should we fight for our right to garden as we please, or embrace change for the sake of community peace?
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