I suppose it’s a good thing we only have three chairs on the back porch. I only sit in them at night, when Flo and I cuddle after the sun goes down and before bedtime. It is a new meditation for me, she appears out of the dark and hops up into my lap. Flo and Minnie are now sharing one rocker, the chickens dozing right next to them, this community keeps on evolving, but one thing does not change – their love of the back porch.