Ella Fix’s Wind-Whispered Calm: A Chicken-Free Cussing Break
Every farm has its little slice of sanctuary, and for me, that place isn’t in the barn, the goat pen, or even the farmhouse porch. It’s in a patch of quiet where the wind moves through the trees just right, and for a few blessed minutes, I can actually hear myself think. Around here, we call it Ella Fix’s Wind-Whispered Calm—because, let’s face it, Ella Fix always finds the peace I seem to be chasing.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my animals. But if you’ve ever tried to sip a cup of coffee while a chicken is screaming like it just discovered the meaning of life, you know exactly why a “chicken-free zone” is necessary. Chickens are dramatic little creatures, and they don’t care if you’ve just settled into a meditation moment. They’ll drag you back into chaos with one squawk.
That’s why the wind-whispered corner of the farm feels like a miracle. No flapping, no clucking, no feathers flying in my face—just the sound of leaves rustling like they’re shushing the whole world. It’s where I can let out a good farm-sized cuss word without the goats tilting their heads at me like I’ve lost it. A cussing break, if you will.
Ella Fix has mastered it. She doesn’t need goat yoga or guided meditations. She just sits, listens, breathes, and reminds me that sometimes calm isn’t found in silence but in letting the wind carry away all the noise you can’t control. There’s wisdom in that—wisdom that comes without feathers pecking at your boots.
So, if you ever visit and wonder why I disappear for ten minutes in the middle of chores, don’t worry. I’m not lost, and I’m not ignoring the animals. I’m just taking an Ella Fix–inspired pause—a little wind-whispered calm, no chickens allowed, with enough space for a good laugh and maybe a cuss word or two.
Because out here, peace doesn’t always mean perfect silence. Sometimes, it just means a chicken-free break in the breeze.
