Maybe it looks like kind of a mess of random pics of Goats. But, really, it's not. It is US.
Us here. Goat Us and one human. It's who/what we are. Happy to have survived the RAIN and happy with the new straw. a kind of Celebration, on a small scale.
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6 responses to “7 something P.M. out There, in their shelter”
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great is it …. people and there material lives
each had his own peculiarity
the good care for eachother
one thing is marvelous
the fresh smell after the rain
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everyone looks very happy!
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Hi Grace
I just spent some time going through your posts and having a visit. Saw your clean windows and the lady with the goat, listened to your description of music day at the old folks’ home, witnessed some of your life with the goats.
Thank you for the visit. Now I can go face the day.
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that smell…different EveryWhere, but still, the fresh smell after rain. And it is so FRAGRANT!
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well…happy, not quite, but for sure OK. For sure not lost in Water. They try so hard to be OK.
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Judy…thank you for coming by. Your Aug 1st post was good for me. Witnessing. Sometimes that’s all there is.
Love to you…LikeLike
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