Animal Kingdom

Life is a little crazy around here at the moment, made worse by a whomping thunderstorm that took out our power, DSL and internet. The latter two stayed out for three days. Could have been worse – places farther down in the foothills had funnel clouds that uprooted trees and smashed them to pieces (we’re talking oaks three or four feet across the trunk). So, just as a quick post, here are some of the pictures hubby’s gotten from the game cameras over the last few weeks. No wolves yet, even though we’ve seen tracks. The quality is a bit rough at night, but hey, it’s a game camera.

Hard to see – fox, right in the center of the picture

This year’s fawn crop – well, part of it, anyway.

This guy must have been taking a selfie.

Cougar – probably the same one that scared the bejeebers out of the grandkids when they went out to do evening chores one night. It was after the sheep.

Probably not the same bear as the one in the pictures below.

Big bear – that fence is four feet high.

Looking for extra chow in the calf pen.

Morning coyote.

Night time coyote.

That big one is likely to wind up in the freezer come hunting season.

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A Bigger Hammer

My husband operates on the principle that anything can be opened, fitted into, removed or moved. You just need to pick the right tool for the job. He is the walking manifestation of “if at first you don’t succeed get a bigger hammer.” He is admittedly very skillful with his various tools, whether or not they are designed for a particular job. He once picked a cow out of a mudhole with the backhoe arm – no chains or slings, just scooped her up. I, on the other hand, am avowedly lazy and inclined to look for other ways to do things.

Recently he came home with a delicacy that we can’t grow for ourselves – canned organic mango slices. (It is never wise to let a male go to Costco without adult supervision.) Having decided that he needed an afternoon snack, he attempted to open the jar. The lid remained firmly attached. After a couple of minutes of struggling, he went outside. Having been down this road before, I figured he was after some sort of tool.

He came back in holding the wrench in the photo above. When I raised an eyebrow, he said “What?!?” I started to giggle. The giggle turned into a laughing fit. I laughed until I cried (partly because my ribs are still so sore that laughing hurts; and thank you, Denny and Little Leftie, for your supportive comments). Finally I managed to get enough breath to ask why he didn’t just run some hot water over the jar lid. He raised his tool. “Because I have these.” I laughed some more and he finally started to chuckle. Tried the jar lid again – it held firm. So I got up, held the wrench on the lid and he twisted the jar. The lid popped off immediately. I said, “See, the hot water loosened it right up.” He snarled, “I suppose this is going to be a blog…”

While it’s not actually a bigger hammer, the principle remains the same.

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We All Fall Down

I know, the blog’s been silent for the last couple of weeks. This interlude (perhaps peaceful, depending on your viewpoint) resulted from yours truly taking a header. I had a laundry basket under one arm and my can of clothespins in the other when I hooked my foot on a paver and face-planted on the driveway. Literally face-planted – I thought at first I’d broken my nose. Once I managed to spit out the gravel and catch my breath, I indulged in several minutes of rather creative swearing and then climbed to my feet. The mirror showed lacerations but the nose was intact, as were (luckily) my glasses. However, I had torqued and/or slammed much of my musculoskeletal system. My chiropractor kept saying, “You don’t usually have THIS” and “there’s another one.” Among other things, I had put out three ribs and badly tweaked my right shoulder blade. I’ve been having a thoroughly unpleasant lesson in how much I use those rib muscles for all sorts of things besides breathing. Hubby was out of town, so the two youngest helped pick up the slack, but a lot of things have gone undone around here while I focused on the absolute essentials only I could do. I’m still not back to par, but at least I can type again if I’m careful and don’t do too much at one time. So, my apologies, gentle readers, and hopefully in another week or so I’ll be back to my usual output.
Be careful out there!

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