Hawaii is a beautiful state. I have had the good fortune to visit many of the islands. My favorite is Kauai. The landscape is varied. There are mountains, cliffs and caves. There are verdant valleys and secluded beaches. There are expanses of land dedicated to farming and ranching. Also, very much a part of the local landscape are the feral chickens. They are everywhere. They will greet you with a loud squawking Aloha at the airport. They will lounge with you on the Lani and they will stroll with you along the shore. So when you visit the island don’t give them the “stink eye” (pidgin for dirty look) because chickens rule the roost in Kauai.
For this weeks’ photo challenge, I’m sharing a few shots of a hen with her chick. This feathered family joined my family for a picnic at Ke’e Beach. I have also included a poultry related poem (just typing that phrase makes me laugh) by Poetry Foundation’s Children’s Poet Laureate Jack Prelutsky (click here to see his cute website and read more poems).
Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens
Last night I dreamed of chickens, there were chickens everywhere, they were standing on my stomach, they were nesting in my hair, they were pecking at my pillow, they were hopping on my head, they were ruffling up their feathers as they raced about my bed.
They were on the chairs and tables, they were on the chandeliers, they were roosting in the corners, they were clucking in my ears, there were chickens, chickens, chickens for as far as I could see… when I woke today, I noticed there were eggs on top of me.