How the Hen House TurnsEarly in Peeky’s setting I had forgotten to candle her adoptive eggs and throw out the infertile ones. Therefore, her only chick was Peeper, who soon grew into a magnificent game cock with razor-sharp spurs on his legs and a tail that soared with iridescent flecks of gold high above his blood-red comb.
The county was hopping with grasshoppers the year Peeper hatched, and, in order to encourage them, we left the grass high around the chicken pen. Every once in a while one hopper would take off in the wrong direction and provide Read More















By Pastor RAUL GRANILLO
