Morning, King of the Yard, He/she/frog/Toad, Door Decor, Goat Kisses, and Sunflowers

Friday morning was a great

morning. Started it out on

the deck, coffee, the girls, the birds

signing, cool temps that remained all

day, the sound on my wagon water

pond and it was not raining.

shot down to the wagon.

You can tell that I still have

a ways to go with that rock,

but I will get there.

Here are the birds that sang

to me Friday morning,

or talked to other winged

critters in the woods.

Speaking of woods, the squirrels

have stayed within the safety of

those trees since I moved here.

But as soon as I moved

that bird feeder to the backyard,

here they came. Along with the

chipmuck and the ground hog, both

of which I have not seen in

a week....YAY.

But when I walked out on

the deck Friday morning with

my coffee, this is the site that

awaited me.

Little shit sitting up there

like the king of the backyard.

Of course, he was just sitting there

to let his food settle before he

went back down to try out some

more food.

Now, I am here to tell you, for

those that do not know...

or if I have not shared recently,

I am not a fan of these

little rodents.

So, I needed to come up with

a way to stop this guy and his

buds from chowing down on

my bird seed.

Internet suggested a slinky.

Oh, I can see it now. I have one

in the craft cave and started out

to get it but something else hit

me. I had picked up a couple of solo

cup looking containers that I have

been using for planters the other day.

I thought I would just open up

a section on the bottom, just

big enough to slide over the pole.

Secure in place and when the

squirrel runs up, he will not

be able to continue up.

I am pretty sure getting over

that SOLO CUP looking thing

will stop him in his tracks.

Years ago before I took a

total dislike to these rodents

I loved greasing down the shepard

hook with vaseline and sitting back

to watch the show.

However, this is a wooden pole and

that is not a long term fix.

I hope this is.

My feeling for squirrels started

back in 09, and I had not been blogging

long. But if you would care to read the

adventure of the squirrels that

lead to my dislike you can do that

here.

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With the birds, squirrels,

chipmuck and ground hog lives

this guy.

I have been calling him Fred but

who knows...

Fred the frog or Tod the toad or Fiona the

frog or Tina the toad… has got to stop

jumping out at me and scaring me. Yeah, I know

there could actually be more than this one, but

until I see two together I am saying this he/she

frog/toad has greeted me in both sides of the yard,

in the back and the front. By the way, how

do you tell a girl from a boy frog/toad?

I saw this one, or another one,

frog/toad male/female in the front

yard on Wed. A couple days before on

the side of the yard with the air unit,

A couple of weeks ago he almost jumped

on me in the backyard and on Friday,

again, jumped at me and I am

pretty sure I jumped ten paces backwards.

So, if its just one, he is all over the yard.

On Thursday I realized how close

the 4th was and I needed something

new for my door. I gave the one I

used for yrs away. I sat down and started

one and on Friday morning,

I finished it up.

After hanging, I went to the

pharmacy to pick up my stay

awake meds. I needed to get the Friday

cause this place closes on the weekends.

On the way, I saw a sign for something I

had seen the night before on FB, so

I decided to stop.

It was a arts and crafts sale,

flea market, and enjoy the animals

at a local farm just down the way

from me.

If you don't know me that well, and

you really should, I went straight to the animals.

Rabbits were caged, ducks were in a caged area

also but that was okay, cause that was not

what had my attention.

GOATS

got my attention.

BABY

GOATS

that is.

I am telling you, these things
are the cutest.
This one I held was kissing all
over me and I was eating it up.
He was so sweet that I did not
want to put him down.

Problem with cute babies, esp
goats they grow up!
Now, I am no country girl,
never was around chickens,
horses, pigs or goats until
I was a adult. I know enough to
know, that those cute babies,
grow horns and they love to
butt at you. But at the time
that little one was kissing all over
me, I was melting and ready to take it
home. That would have brought up
more problems, pretty sure the girls would
not like it and also, where would it live?
Cause, you know it was coming in
the house with me....
would have had to stop at the
store for diapers first.

I finally put this baby down and moved
to the craft vendors and then on to the
flea market. From there I went to tha
straw garden....WHAT?
Yep, that is what I said. This farm
had been featured on a show about
a gardener, some popular show only
I can't remember the name right now.
Anyway, they have those metal sided
raised beds but no dirt, bails of straw,.
Best I could tell two bails on
top each other and a total of six per
bed, they plant the seeds in the straw and
the plants grow right out of that straw.
No pics...sorry.

From there I went over to the
SUNFLOWER garden.
A lot of SUNFLOWERS.

LOTS...

And TALL.

Yeppers, there were some dead