So. again…that old Unforseen.
in order for the gates into and out of the pens to be Free, i had to dig them free. little was i aware that in the year and a half they've been here they could create SO MUCH new earth. New Earth, that's really something to think about. i never would have imagined. this is the Front main pen gate and i had to dig down almost 6 inches to swing the gate open. How amazing. and the second pic is of it piled up…it's really EARTH…like, you could plant Anything in it and it would THRIVE! but that wasn't what today was about. and then, the Way Back gate…, even more. i forgot to take a pic there. but even Deeper….because their tub where i drop the flakes of feed over the fence is right next to that gate. Goats are notorious as feed wasters…they are wild with it, lots flies out. and even tho i go through the house and deliver that initial drop to three different tubs farther away, a lot gets flung around. So…even deeper there i had to dig and because it's a South facing place, it's warmer, all winter long and there were
worms
many many worms!!!! so i went down to that point but stopped there to give the worms a chance to retreat deeper. in the morning i think the coast will be clear.
but here's the Corridor between the back fence and the Albatros connecting both front pens. They ran back and forth all day, forgetting inbetween, then remembering and running again, getting lost then finding themselves, getting lost again. Caroline and her daughter Karma had the hair along their spines on end, their tail hair fanned out. Lucky Star even spun sideways many times and DID head but with Caroline, rising up on her hind legs and coming down a little hard. Because that second forgotton pen is back across from the Buck pen, all of the bucks lined up along the fence in fascination, their upper lips curled back, noses in the air so they could best appreciate the smell of close does. Even Nogal.
So what actually happened was only Half of It. i realized that what would make it Good would be to have a good working gate at one end of the Corridor. Good working gates make all the difference in the world.
so i called the Goat Helping guy to see if he had some time. yes. so he came and in his oh so slow methodical way cut a piece of cattle panel and attached some good strong livestock fencing to it. Slow going.
this is like Permanent. wrapped wrapped wrapped and then clamped close…" so they don't hurt their noses"…yes. no nose will get hurt. and it's STRONG.
this is how cattle panel is attached so it has a Hinge. and can move as a gate. this is ….hmmmm, electrician's tape?/plummer's tape? i forget. but its metal and has two different sized holes in it. makes a perfect hinge.
So tomorrow. tomorrow after i finish digging out the Way Back gate, i'll close this gate for a while and let all those Goats run through. Big Day. but today, in stead of anxiety, i feel excitement. We will do it. We will see what happens. i feel my tail hair flairing.
late in the day without a flash
trying…the light…not a good time of day, well, not even day. Dark outside. but i loved fooling with the light…trying. i managed to invisible baste everything down as the day became dark and i LOVE looking at it. I don't know if it will "read" that way for anyone else, but for me, those shapes at the top are all the RIMS of Earth that those wandering spirits frequent. i can't remember in the moment what it's called…Distance, foreground then things way far away???? can't remember, but that's what i see. and that so Great and Wonder Full little SUN…so far far away….
i really love this cloth. really love it.
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