The beautiful gift of natural life - the free chickens of my house |10% goes to steem.ofanimals
In the busy and fast -paced world of life, when the noise of machines is increasing and the practice of artificial lifestyle is increasing, living close to nature and thanking the blessings given to it gives a special comfort to the heart. For me, these comforts in my house are the chickens, chickens and their little children, whom I have not only raised in my house, but have given them complete freedom to wander, play, play, and be happy in the colors of nature.🧑🦱🐕🦺🐅🐆
When I intended to die, I initially took only two dies and a rooster. I loved indigenous chickens since childhood. The sound of their voices, the rocky of the chicken in the morning, and the light racing of the little chickens, my heart was very felony. I wondered why not make my house a small indigenous farm where these birds could roam freely.🐈🐈⬛🐈⬛🐉🐉🦖
There were some concerns in the beginning. People used to say that deaths spread dirt in the house, make noise or harm. But when I kept them in my house and made them a clean place for them, all the fears over time proved wrong. Their presence has given my home a natural environment, like the morning of a village, where natural sounds and peace are everywhere.🐊🦮🦬🦣🐘
My deaths revolve all over the day. Someone is wandering in the courtyard, someone is rocking the plants, then someone is playing with the children. His freedom has not only improved his health but also his behavior is pleasant. One thing I have learned is that animals, especially birds, if they are free in a natural environment, their breeding is also better and their mood is pleasant.🐓🐔🐣🐣🐤🐤🐥🐦
It is also a source of natural learning for my children. They learn to love these birds, take care of them, give them food, and protect them. This training is a practical education that is not possible through books. When children see the eggs out of an egg, they closely understand the workmanship of nature.🕊️🦤🐬🦭🐧🐧🦆🦃
The deaths of my house are not just a hobby, but a lifestyle. I use indigenous pineapple for them, I always provide water clean and every evening when they come back to sit back in their corners, the heart feels a strange comfort.
His presence not only made the atmosphere of my home beautiful but also attached my heart to nature. When I listen to the chicken in the morning in the morning, it looks like nature is awakening me. This Bang, this cloak, this cloak, all this is a gift of power for me that is difficult to describe in words.🐓🐓🐣🐣🐳🐳🐟
Often guests who come to my house are wondering how so many birds are happy in the house. They ask if they don't do this mess? So I just tell them one thing: "If you give them love and freedom, they do not dirty your house, but make it a living scene of power."🕷️🕷️🕸️🕸️🦂🦂🦪🐙
These murmals are not just birds for me, but the beauty of my house. Their presence fills my day with happiness. I am sure that if everyone takes a little place in his house for power, then in our lives the comfort and happiness can come back that we have lost somewhere in the city's engagement.🐛🦋🐞🐝🪰🪳🦟
Finally, I would like to say that epilepsy and chickens should not be raised only for eggs or meat, but their lives should be promoted in a loving environment. Because when the animals are happy, that happiness is scattered in every corner of your house.🦗🪲🦟🪱🦠🐾🦞🦐🐧🐧