Incubating Hope

On a perfectly dreary Sunday morning, I’m sitting with my coffee watching our little flock of chickens do their silly T-Rex runs across the backyard, kicking up soft earth in search of insect snacks after a late winter rain.

Ever since I was a little girl, drawn to pastoral stories like Little House on the Prairie and Sarah, Plain and Tall, I dreamed of having backyard chickens.

Last year that dream came to life in a surprising place: a kindergarten classroom.