Oh boy, I am still so thrilled to see the pictures of the gaggle of geese, smiling, is that the correct terminology, Ma'am? Oh man, oh man, these are thrilling. did you say that the geese really keep the grass trimmed? I have seen pictures and the grass was very, very long, now very, very short...do they really keep it trimmed that nicely? That was very interesting for sure. Oh so many things to say, losing track of what I want to say.
Oh well, just what comes to mind. Those youngsters are so beautiful. I would like to maul them, just to feel those necks. I would not maul them, but really? I would really like to feel what a smooth neck like that would feel like, sorry, no harm meant
, just wanted to feel that soft, silky, squishy neck, can't even imagine how soft it would be. I am a very tactile person, so feeling things is a very important part of my life, and I am also very oriented to scents too. My night scented stock are blooming their brains out. They live on my porch in one of the planters on the ground. The beautiful scent that manifest when the sun goes down is nothing short of something that would rock your socks. Daytime the little lavender flowers are closed, sun rays gone, the little flowers open and emit fragrance, like nothing on earth, all night,until the sun comes over the mountains again, the process repeated. Ooops....gone off on a scent cruise.
So....whatcha gonna do with these youngsters. Probably have not even gone there yet I bet....
Ya, seen those pictures of the wood that you and Hubby work on, to ready for winter. My days of work stacking and splitting are long gone, and I thank my lucky stars for that. Picture this. 5'2" tall and boy (back in the day) could I swing that mall, weighed probably half as much as me, but boy, when I got that in full swing, coulda split a massive stump. Kidding of course. But I have done my share of wood splitting and ain't never goin' there again. Well, that is what I would like to think. Probably could still swing the splitting mall, but just choose not to. Remembering stacking all that wood gives me a headache. And I can't imagine you stacking all that stuff, that is a whole lotta wood. But love the set up, never lose a pile of wood to fall over I bet
. Geeze, all over the map this morning with my thoughts, must be that kind of day, have a beautiful day, CynthiaM.