Go Fly a Kite

Cat and chicken sharing breakfast

Today’s guest post is by the lovely Darrelyn Saloom. Read her previous guest posts, or follow her on Twitter.

The cat wakes me at six in the morning. She wants to go outside before the sun rises. I don’t want to roll out of bed yet. Even the hen is still roosting beside the back door. So I try to coax Nippy with coos and a head massage. She relents and snuggles beside me like a nursing baby with claws. Just as I fall back to sleep, she wakes me again and I get up because it’s time to feed the horses and walk the dog.

When I crack open the door, my chicken, Bawk-Bawk, hops off her perch and waddles into the kitchen to share breakfast with the cat. Together they run outside to play. In my pajamas, I head to the stalls to feed the two fillies. Both snort and stomp as I scoop sweet-smelling oats. The two-year-old bangs the revolving feeder until it’s full and I swing it to her side. I’ve nicknamed her “Miss Piggy.”

Dog & horse nuzzling

After the horses are fed, I leash the dog and we trot to the backside of the farm. She’d heel if I’d yank her collar and bark, “Heel!” But I’ve never been strict and prefer to let her roam and sniff and dash through the long, dewy grass. When she stops to snap at a bug, I listen to roosters crowing on the Hamiltons’ farm across a road that is only quiet early Sunday mornings.

On the way back to the house, I take my new dog to visit the fillies. She is calm around them now, though she wasn’t at first. Sheka is blind—born with no eyes. When she first sensed the enormous equines, she bolted. Now she rubs noses with them. I’ve introduced her to the critters and taught her the layout of the land. She’s taught me about loyalty and to show enthusiasm for the simplest kindness.

I put my new teacher in her kennel and leave feeling guilty. My yard is fenced, but I have to be extra careful she doesn’t get lost. Last month, my middle son, Zack, found her ambling down a road, named her, took her to a vet, and tried to find her owner. When no guardian appeared, he brought her to me. Now I take numerous long walks every day.

Back at the house, I brew tea and spread whipped cream cheese on toast. As I enjoy breakfast, I feel an urge to search the internet, read emails, and visit favorite blogs. But I defy the pull of resistance and open a Word document to describe this perfect morning. Temperatures in the seventies, no rain, no contractors knocking on my door to ask about paint colors or hardware.

My husband and I are building a second small house on the farm. We are also building fences and paddocks and repairing barns, so it’s been busy and noisy seven days a week since last winter’s end. Finding time to write has been hard. Another reason this is a perfect morning—it’s quiet and I’m writing for the first time in weeks.

The phone rings, and it’s my friend Jimmy Davis. He wants to know if he can come over to fly his kite. Sure, I tell him. I don’t think his kite-flying will concern me. Until he says he’ll need help, given he sliced two tendons on his left thumb. And, by the way, it’s a huge kite, a sunfish or something—the tail is seventy-five-feet long. I try to explain I really need to write today. But my pal’s hand is in a cast, and my dog’s lessons of loyalty and kindness return to bite me. So I shed my pajamas and dress to go fly a kite.

Posted in Darrelyn Saloom, Guest Post.

Darrelyn Saloom

Darrelyn Saloom is co-author of My Call to the Ring with champion boxer, Deirdre Gogarty. It was released in summer 2012 by Glasnevin Publishing in Ireland. Most of her time is spent south of I-10 in Louisiana, on a farm with her husband, a cat, a blind dog, and thoroughbred racehorses.

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Hard work, lessons learned from sweet critters/people around us, and yes, especially flying a kite — things that help our writing. Glad you’re getting some of all these down at Green Acres! 🙂

Judi Ketteler

Thanks for the inspiration (and lovely piece of writing)!

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Judi. So glad you enjoyed.

Florence Fois

Jane, this reminded me of the song in Mary Poppins … “… let’s go fly a kite, up to the highest height …” Good luck with Green Acres and your writing schedule 🙂

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Florence. No surprise that I love Mary Poppins!


Oh wow, this is exactly what I needed to read this morning. It’s a sunny day and I can’t imagine a better way to spend my afternoon. It looks like you had a blast, by the way! Thanks for the up-lifter.

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Jack. Glad you enjoyed and took the time to leave a comment.

Pamela Cooper

A Kite just needs a little help getting off the ground in order to soar and be magnificent in the sky. Good advice for writers and friends and guardians of animals. Offer a helping hand when needed. I’ve always believed you get back more than you give.

Darrelyn Saloom

Well said, Pamela. I think Sheka would agree with you. 

Darrelyn Saloom

Well said, Pamela. I think Sheka would agree with you. 

Courtney Kahn

Great lesson and beautiful writing. The farm is so beautiful!!

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Courtney. 

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Courtney. 

Dave Malone


Dave Malone

Replete with video…too cool. And love the sentiment of your piece, Darrelyn. Life / writing / writing  / life….


Hi Darrelyn,  Always like reading your posts.  This one is especially touching with the critters and how you integrate them with each other.  The video is funny, but then so are kite-flyers… 

You’ll get back to your writing, but if you want to get in the mood, pop over to my blog to read the review of my experience at the Surrey International Writer’s Conference.  That’s the Surrey in Canada, not the UK. 


DG Hudson – Rainforest Writing

BTW – I loved the description of the quiet time, before everything gets busy.

Darrelyn Saloom

Thank you, DG. I appreciate the lovely comment and will check out your blog.

Darrelyn Saloom

Thank you, DG. I appreciate the lovely comment and will check out your blog.

Christie Woodruff

Wonderfully written. Makes me want to start writing again.

Darrelyn Saloom

You may want to go fly a kite first, Christie. 

Darrelyn Saloom

You may want to go fly a kite first, Christie. 

Dawn Herring

I so enjoyed a peak into your farm life; sounds like a lot of work, which makes your writing time being slim understandable. 

Sometimes you just need a little time to fly a kite. 🙂

Be refreshed,
Dawn Herring

Darrelyn Saloom

Hey, Dawn. Thanks for stopping by. I thought about you this past weekend at the book festival. You would have loved it. 

George LaCas

Great post, Darrelyn! And the embedded video is a nice touch. I liked the descriptions of your animals and daily routine around the farm, and I think you have in your day-to-day life some rich material to write about.

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, George. The animals provide endless entertainment. 


What a wonderfully written story of farm life.  (I especially loved the part about Sheka and the fillies.) I hope you continue to find time to enjoy your love (writing).

Darrelyn Saloom

Thank you, Mary. So glad you enjoyed. 


I loved this piece, Darrelyn. It made me feel really, really good, which I needed since I had gotten into a bad mood from work today. It helped me take the focus off of ME and see things a little differently. Maybe I should take a lesson from Sheka and be more open and trusting, and grateful for kindness and the blessings I have. And slow down and take it all in, maybe even fly a kite, then write about it! Oh, the possibilities are endless….

Darrelyn Saloom

A new perspective is what I love about reading, so I’m thrilled by your comment. Thank you, Bob.


I guess you got the kite in the air!  I love the chiken coming in the back door.  I want a farm! http://www.jennifermeaton.com

Darrelyn Saloom

If you watch the video, Jennifer, you will see the kite in the sky. First try didn’t work out so well. But once I got it up there, it stayed most of the day. 


So glad you took the time to write down this lovely moment in time. Thanks for sharing with us. I really love hearing about Nippy, Bawk Bawk and sweet Sheka. Your writing lets us live those wonderful moments with you.

Darrelyn Saloom

Aww, thanks, Katy. So glad you took the time to stop by and drop me a line. 


I love the post Darrelyn! Great example of a beautiful day on the farm. I’m looking forward to our next visit there.
Love You,

Darrelyn Saloom

I hope to see you tomorrow, Jess. 


Lovely, sweet and funny.  How can one possibly grow old with a life in a setting like that!!  Well done, again.  

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Sally. No matter the setting, I’m still growing old. But I’m sure determined to enjoy the ride. 


A great read, which put a big smile on my face.  It was delightful story!

Darrelyn Saloom

Thank you C. So glad you enjoyed. And smiled. 🙂


Ron said to be sure to thank you for stirring boyhood memories of his summers at the family farm. We both thoroughly enjoyed this delicious little slice of life. We always love your stories and this time the video was icing on the cake, made Ron want to get out the kite! 
As always, thanks for sharing.

Darrelyn Saloom

Oh, goodie. I love to stir memories. 


This reminds me of when I lived on a farm in Kentucky…we’d leave the back door open in the spring and summer, and the ducks would just wander around the house…eating dog food…swimming in the water dish….hissing at my alarm clock…

Darrelyn Saloom

Sounds wonderful, Olga. My mom and dad grew up in Kentucky.

cynthia martin

Loved your words that led up to the Kite Flying video. And so much fun to watch as you got the kite off the ground…

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Cynthia. That was my hubby laughing and telling me to watch out for the plane. 


Love the video, the sky looks awesome. And of course the animals are adorable, can’t wait to meet them all!

Darrelyn Saloom

Thanks, Dee. It’s been too long since you’ve been out here.


You remind me to write about my farmer father helping us to fly kites on a Sunday afternoon.

I love your voice and writing style, Darrelyn. Have you read the journals of Thomas Merton? I was reminded of them.

Darrelyn Saloom

Thank you, Shirley. I have not read Merton’s journals, but I will now.

Amber J Gardner

It’s like…a goldfish swimming in the sky.

I love this story. Thanks so much for sharing it. 

Karen Woodward

Love your chicken, Bawk-Bawk. I want a chicken. It’s very cool that your kitty gets along with him/her.

Thanks for sharing! 🙂


Who has the time to sit back and smell the roses when you have to let the cat out, play with Bawk-Bawk, feed the horses, walk dog, and of course fly a kite…I couldn’t think of a better way to spend the day!


You captured the beauty of your day and flew the kite. Thanks for sharing your inspirational day.