Saturday shirking

It’s sunny, it’s Saturday.  The house is a mess, the woods are a mess, I have so much to do but will probably do less.  2/3 through that I thought I should make it rhyme.

In celebration of shirking, here’s a chicken in the act of discovering me lying on my back in the weeds.

5 thoughts on “Saturday shirking”

  1. You do so much work daily you need time to ‘shirk’/relax. The hen, upon seeing you down on your back, be like: “Uh oh, does this mean I won’t get my dinner?”

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