Musings

We got on the road at a fine hour, and we had clear weather until we approached the greater Cincinnati area. Here’s the view of the city from Kentucky, the descent off the bluff on I-75. Having made this drive umpteen thousand times, I can testify that the vista varies; today, we saw the skyline through airborne precipitation.

This was on the north side of Cincinnati, where the suburbs sprawl and sprawl. I can’t remember ever seeing the safety folk split the traffic like this…and the traffic was heavy: rush hour. I think all the various Cincy slow-downs added nearly fifty minutes to our drive.

BTW, we just crossed into MI (so you know we made good progress), and I will post this from the right seat using the miracle of the personal hotspot on my phone.

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This evening.

Goat day one (a little closer, but still).

Conclusion: plenty of processing by goat digestive systems.

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Tired. Spacey. Nothing more than that. [Delayed post.]

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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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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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