Have you ever seen a wet hen? I mean really seen one? Not just a few raindrops on a feathered back, a full-on, drenched, squawking, storm-weathered bird? It’s a sight! Feathers ruffled, attitude on full display, strutting around like the whole world owes her an apology.
And if we’re being honest, sometimes life makes us feel just like that… a wet hen.
Flustered and Frustrated, Still Standing
Life has a way of dumping a bucket of cold water on our plans. One minute, we’re pecking away at our dreams, the next, the sky opens up, the wind howls, and suddenly, we’re out in the middle of the yard looking like we’ve been through a tornado (damn Iowa weather!) Bills pile up, the to-do list never shrinks, the kids (or animals 😉) refuse to cooperate, and that beautiful vision of a peaceful homestead or thriving garden suddenly looks like a muddy mess.
Much like that wet hen, we stomp around, shake off what we can, and cluck a few choice words under our breath. Here’s the thing, she doesn’t stop. She doesn’t pack up and quit just because she’s uncomfortable. She keeps moving. She keeps scratching at the dirt, keeps doing what hens do because she knows the sun will come back.
Fierce When Pushed, That’s Not a Bad Thing
A wet hen isn’t just flustered, she’s got fire! If you’ve ever tried to wrangle a chicken who doesn’t want to be held, you know exactly what I mean. When she’s irritated, she’s not afraid to let you know. Maybe that’s something we need to embrace a little more in life.
We’re taught to keep our heads down, to be polite, to go with the flow, and sometimes, a little ruffled-feather energy is exactly what’s needed. Sometimes, life pushes us, and instead of just taking it, we need to push back. Speak up. Set boundaries. Demand respect.
That hen isn’t mad just for the fun of it; she’s standing her ground, making sure the world knows she’s still in control. We should, too.
Drying Off and Moving Forward
The best part about a wet hen? She dries off. She fluffs back up. She finds a warm spot in the sun, shakes off the storm, and keeps going.
Life is always going to throw storms our way. We’ll have days where we feel wrung out and weary, like we’re stomping through the mud while everyone else seems to be gliding on by. Just like that hen, we don’t stay drenched forever. We get up, we shake it off, and we keep moving forward.
So the next time you feel like life has you running around like a mad, soggy chicken, embrace it! Let yourself be a little ruffled, a little loud, a little stubborn. Then, find your sun. Dry off. Get back to doing what you do best, living, growing, and thriving!
Even a wet hen knows that the storm never lasts forever.
Yard 2 Yield! 