Thursday This n That

I can't believe it's Thursday again already.


I can't believe 2020 is less than two weeks away.

I can't believe some of the things I'm seeing online. 

I'm struggling a bit this morning over something I saw.  It was kind of jaw drop, although I must admit not entirely unexpected.  The writing was on the wall.  It's like when someone you know who's really old and sick passes away.  You know it's a definite possibility, but when it actually happens it's kind of shocking. 

I really don't understand how any rational person can hate Trump so much.  Employment is up, the economy is booming.  People are freer with him around than they would be without him.  I mean, I know it's the lies they're pushing about him, but that's why I said 'rational person'.   And I know... err knew... some people I thought were rational who hate him.  Not just dislike, but virulently hate him.  I don't understand it and it makes me sad.  I guess those people aren't as rational as I thought they were.  =o(

I think I need to go bake something.  I still have apples and cranberries, so probably A/C bread.  Gotta use those before they go bad.  Maybe brownies, because then, after I bake, I can eat the whole pan.  Apples and cranberries are too good for you to be comfort food.

I really need to go into the woods and throw some logs.  It is, unfortunately, too dark out right now.  And by the time it gets light enough, we'll have deer coming for breakfast.

Speaking of throwing logs, I was out there doing what I do and I fell on my ass.  (Which is also something I do.)  This morning, the bruise must be in full bloom because it hurts to sit.   Luckily, I don't think I broke any of my aberrant ass bone.  On the upside, the areas we've cleared of deadfall look really nice. 

Speaking of deer, we counted 24 in the yard yesterday - all does and fawns.  With the four bucks who weren't present but we know are around here, that makes a herd of 28.  Gah.  We cannot afford to feed 28 deer more than a mouthful each twice a day.  But with the acorns being sparse this year, they're looking for food.  It's a quandary.  If they show up again today and the light is good, I'll try and get a picture.

There's also a large flock of crows partaking of our largesse.   If they get there before the deer do, they'll decimate the piles and the deer will have a sad.  Also a quandary.

Okay, I think that's it for me today.  What's on your this n that list today?

Goodbye, Max

Max fought the good fight, but yesterday, we decided he'd had enough and did the kind thing.  Time to rest, old buddy. 

Goodbye, Max.