dear emily,
as hans and i were drinking our coffee this morning, isaac called
to check on us. i think the kids are worried that i might do
something crazy now that they're all gone.
"hey dad, what are you guys doing?"
"well, your mom and i have just been debating the merits of an
L. P. C."
"you're getting her a licensed professional counselor?"
"no, actually we're sitting here talking about the plight of the
lesser prairie chicken."
silence
"ok...umm...hey, i guess that's as good a cause as any, taking
care of the 'least of these.'"
seriously, we had been discussing oklahoma's 39,000 acre tall
grass prairie preserve, the largest protected tall grass prairie on
the planet. the beautiful three feet high grasses protect quail,
grouse, pheasants, prairie chickens and feed 2,500 buffalo.
this wonderland is surrounded by an additional 5 million acres,
"where the waving wheat can sure smell sweet, when the wind
comes right behind the rain!"
this would be a really fun field trip for your little prairie chickens.
if you bring them in the summer, you can enjoy the mozart
festival and gorgeous wildflowers, too.
love,
lea
"for every animal of the forest is mine, and the cattle on a
thousand hills." psalm 50:10
