i thought about that. off and on during the night and then again all day as i worked to clear the space behind the horse trailer, between the buck yards. Cleared it for when Travis and Everett will come to dig a grave there for Gideon. The 3 of us will do it. He's a big Goat. even now.
the trailer that will haul some of the Goats to California. 2 horse. Will need tires.
the scrap pile. Indians have scrap piles. You never know when you will need the exact something. All around this, all around the horse trailer were Kochia, some taller than i am. Gone. They are dry now, crunchy, and Goats like them a lot. So shared between the 2 buck yards.
here's where we'll dig. It 's soft, used to be a place where we dumped wood ash from the stove. At the back fence. directly between both yards. A good place for an old Goat to rest. We need to do it now.
in the last months, he has grown old. older. He no longer has a mane. and i realized the other day that he isn't growing his coat for the cold months. Sometimes now he sleeps by the feed bowl because it's easier for him. Gideon. Gideon the Magnificant. Gideon the old man. So we need to be ready. When it happens it will be sudden and we need to be ready. For him, for me and for Jack Flash, his best bud. Flash is willing to be touched now. Another sign.
Nogal. the pretty boy. if for whatever reason, Jenny doesn't come for them by spring, i'll breed him.
and excellent, Wonder Full, Nerdy, homely TenZen who throws very excellent and Beauty Full kids. Who daughter and i FLEW from Boston, Mass to New Mexico. TenZen.
sideways but o well…the mint. New new leaves.
Wind helps young Locust tree hold the Walnut Cloth
rips of Toad Egg cloth from spring. They didn't make it this year. Not enough. Some will survive to try again.


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