The chickens are gathering around. From the sound of it, they are very excited. Something must have happened. Sure enough. It is a letter. We are always excited about receiving a letter. Yes sir, we are. And it comes with a picture too!! Exciting!
It is from Molly. You know, THE Molly. You don’t know? Ah! THE Molly! The one that has ditched her solemn stable life and rising career as egg psychiatrist.
You know how difficult it is to find a good egg psychiatrist in Chickendom? And it is important too—that tender age of being an egg. She was good at it, you know? Such a shame to throw the career away.
THE Molly that has flown to far away territories and ventures to the unknown. Strange girl that Molly, say the elders and youngsters alike. But they are just jealous. Of course we are not. Yes you are. Are not. Are too. Are not. Are too. Are not. Sshshsh.
The chickens read on.
Date: don’t know, don’t really care.
Beloved beautiful chickens:
I hope all is well with you. Big hugs to Mother Hen and deep respect for Chick-a-boo. How’s little YC? And Chicken? Getting more handsome everyday, I bet. Wink wink.
***Chicken secretly blushes; and so does YC, for a different reason***
I am by the Caspian Sea at the moment.
***Where is it? Nobody knows *furious shaking of head trademark*, but it sounds oh so cool. Perhaps it is near the place where that nice ghost Casper resides. No, that would be Casperian Sea then, not Caspian. But let’s not scratch that possibility out for the time being.***
The Caspian Sea is the largest endorheic body of water on Earth by area, variously classed as the world’s largest lake or a full-fledged sea. It has a surface area of 371,000 square kilometers and a volume of 78,200 cubic kilometers.
It has a maximum depth of about 1,025 meters. It was perceived as a sea by its ancient coastal inhabitants because it is salty and seemed boundless. It has a salinity of approximately 1.2%, about a third the salinity of most seawater.
***Huhhhhh!?!?!?!?! What kind of drinks do they serve there anyway?***
The Caspian Sea holds great numbers of sturgeon, which yield eggs that are processed into caviar. So I can continue being egg therapist, although it is not easy changing line from being chicken egg therapist to fish egg therapist.
***Why? Fish egg is smaller. Surely it MUST be easier.***
Although there is no chicken around, the area has plenty of other bird species, the Caspian gull and the Caspian tern.
***You know what that means. No parties. No chicken-style full of fun parties. How can one (chicken) survive? Poor Molly. She’s losing it (the feather,we mean). Perhaps that is why she puts on that strange hat of hers.***
Got to go now. Got sunset to watch. I really hope that you are here with me to share this joyous moment. Miss you all.
Love and light,
Molly
PS: The picture was taken by a good friend of mine, Darling Pete, which happens to be a fellow traveler of mine for the past months.
***Pete? Who is Pete? Can it be.. No, cannot be him. Who is Pete? Gossip time!!***
Owwwwh, that sweet Molly. She misses us, the incurably cute flock of beautiful feathers. Why does she say love and light? What love? What light? Where? *Looking right and left, above and below, front and back. You get the point.*
By the way, did you hear that? She wants us there. Let’s go. Let’s go. Got to go pack. How do we get to this Casperian Sea? Do we turn left or right by the gate in front of the farm? Anybody seen Casper? We need to ask him for direction.
Enthusiastic bunch those chickens. Not so bright though. Not that bright at all.
PS: The chickens have forgotten that they are on strike. One letter is all it takes to make them forget it all. Life moves on. Not so bright those chickens. Short memory span, too.
