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	<title>Comments on: Rhythm and release</title>
	<link>http://herablehands.com/2006/04/10/rhythm-and-release/</link>
	<description>in the garden, in the kitchen and on the page</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 11:14:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Blair</title>
		<link>http://herablehands.com/2006/04/10/rhythm-and-release/#comment-177</link>
		<dc:creator>Blair</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 22:38:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Chickens are possibly the most disgusting animals in the history of ever.  I used to have a flock of over 20, and they would amaze me with their grossness.  I would wonder if my eggs would be flavored by cat shit... I think I may just get ducks next time, and forage for their eggs.  Ducks do not repulse me with their grody behaviors.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chickens are possibly the most disgusting animals in the history of ever.  I used to have a flock of over 20, and they would amaze me with their grossness.  I would wonder if my eggs would be flavored by cat shit&#8230; I think I may just get ducks next time, and forage for their eggs.  Ducks do not repulse me with their grody behaviors.</p>
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		<title>By: kate</title>
		<link>http://herablehands.com/2006/04/10/rhythm-and-release/#comment-172</link>
		<dc:creator>kate</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 01:06:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://herablehands.com/2006/04/10/rhythm-and-release/#comment-172</guid>
		<description>I was just thinking of this the other day . . . I wonder if part of the joy I felt in the midst of all of that was some sort of knowing that it would be the last spate of such nearness I'd have with you for  . . . who knows how long? And now you are bringing your homestead more together and I owe you a visit - perhaps woth my new man - and Life sure is different isn't it? :) K</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was just thinking of this the other day . . . I wonder if part of the joy I felt in the midst of all of that was some sort of knowing that it would be the last spate of such nearness I&#8217;d have with you for  . . . who knows how long? And now you are bringing your homestead more together and I owe you a visit - perhaps woth my new man - and Life sure is different isn&#8217;t it? <img src='http://herablehands.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> K</p>
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		<title>By: Debra</title>
		<link>http://herablehands.com/2006/04/10/rhythm-and-release/#comment-165</link>
		<dc:creator>Debra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 14:56:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://herablehands.com/2006/04/10/rhythm-and-release/#comment-165</guid>
		<description>The chick-a-biddies do clean up the dog poop (except for the piles we step in), but leave raccoon scat.  Then they leave their own piles of squishy chicken poop everywhere (including the front porch), which the dogs adore--nothing quite like fresh chicken nuggets. And so it goes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The chick-a-biddies do clean up the dog poop (except for the piles we step in), but leave raccoon scat.  Then they leave their own piles of squishy chicken poop everywhere (including the front porch), which the dogs adore&#8211;nothing quite like fresh chicken nuggets. And so it goes.</p>
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