Musings

I made only lousy goat-photos today, so here’s a stump with fungi—illustrating breakdown eco-processes.

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Here’re the troops returning to reaping after cud-chewing.

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If our temporary pets were any good at climbing trees, these would be leaf-less twig-branches.

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The “kids” have cleared a stump. And stood on it.

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I was relatively busy today, but nothing to remark on. Leftovers (so no cooking, yay). [Apologies for the delayed post….]

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The temp and humidity were so lovely this morning we left the “kids” and walked in the park—nice sky, with a sheen of algae.

We even saw the great blue heron, here hunched on the platform for the inoperative oxygenation fountain.

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Our visitors have their own visitors.

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The goats have found a hidey-place behind the “Welcome to Ohio” sign. Doesn’t everyone have large apparently “real” signs decorating their yard?

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Better than…a screensaver—having goats busy in the backyard.

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The whole time I was growing up, Dad threatened to get sheep to manage the lawn so he could avoid mowing. That’s our MO today, except the crew is mostly goats and one billy-sheep.

Goats being goats, guess the favorite napping location. Unfortunately for him, he tipped the table over descending, so unless we take pity on him and right it, that’s the end of table-napping.

The Goat Guy who wrangles this crew says it’ll take them on the order of a week to chow down our ivy and kudzu and other nasty vegetation that sprang up after the trees were removed (remember that?). I guess that long turn-around time is why Dad never substituted sheep for the mower.

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