So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?
In another times forgotten space
Your eyes looked from your mother's face
Wildflower seed on the sand and stone
May the four winds blow you safely home
Roll away the dew
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you
Tomorrow I'll miss you
Remember I'll always be true
And then while I'm away
I'll write home every day
And I'll send all my loving to you
I'm also a transplant. Overall, I find that the quality of posts at 2BD is better than BBMB. I'm glad that some of the better BBMB posters jumped over here.
I have to be careful not to preach
I can't pretend that I can teach
And yet I've lived your future out
By pounding stages like a clown
And on the dance floor, broken glass
And bloody faces slowly pass
The numbered seats in empty rows
It all belongs to me, you know
She goes, squeeze me,
Come on and squeeze me
Come on and tease me like you do
I'm so in love with you
Mama's got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
There comes a redeemer
And he slowly too fades away
There follows a wagon behind him
That's loaded with clay
And the seeds that were silent
All burst into bloom and decay
And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day
Spread your wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Spread your little wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Pull yourself together
'Cause you know you should do better
That's because you're a free man
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
🙂
They escaped the fenced-in pasture but stayed in the yard, so my wife was able to capture them.
Lesson learned: a chicken-wire fence is fine for chickens but worthless for goats.
Second lesson learned: when a chicken gets sick or old and needs to be put down, the wife has no problem with dispatching it and butchering it. Goats, not so much. (I had to do the dispatching, but she handled the butchering.)
Here are two of her blog posts about the brief goat adventure. Many of the reader comments are enlightening too.
https://www.theselfsufficienthomeacre.com/2014/03/goat-lessons-for-newbies.html
https://www.theselfsufficienthomeacre.com/2014/04/giving-up-on-goats.html
I was in the kitchen
Seamus, that's the dog, was outside
Well, I was in the kitchen
Seamus, my old hound, was outside
Well, you know the sun was sinking slowly
But my old hound-dog sat right down and cried