Simple Jobs for the Simple Minded

One of the true advantages to being simple minded is that I'm a sucker for doing jobs providing instant gratification. Cutting grass, doing dishes, folding laundry, painting, whatever job needs doing, so long as the reward for a job well done can be seen now.

This week was nirvana for we addled. I was able to enjoy the week outside. Finally, we opened the pool, power washed the deck, pool house, gutters, and porch, partook of the annual cleaning of the rockers.


Trimmed the boxwoods,

Before

Cleaned the gutters and siding

Apres

Powerwashed the sidewalks


and pool deck

Finally, topped off by killing the Iron Horse. Now I don't have to cut the grass any more. Bring on the goats.


Enjoy your Sunday, you've earned it. I know I will.

Toad

The goats, part deux

As luck would have it, I've lost the goat battle.

I've tried the pastoral, the earth mother (not recommended), the small batch fromage producer approach. In return, all I got was sass.

Fortunately, shortly after I rose the white flag, a suitable mower appeared on Craigslist. So what if it was 50 miles away?

Mrs. T suggested we give it a looksee. "Do you have any idea what we're looking at?", I inquired. That said, a delivery boy turned up on C-list who delivered faster than I could pick it up myself.

Think sheep would have worked better?

I've mentioned before that the best part of spring around The Park, is that sometimes we get to babysit the newborns. Today was one of those days.

Mother and baby are doing well. It is surprising to me that immediately after birth, mother will leave the fawn wherever she dropped it, take care of her needs and return several hours later, expecting all will be well. All this, while Charlie, our Lion Dog, is chewing found bones, of one of its relatives, in the garage.

As much as the deer set me off, I feel very privileged to be entrusted with one of life's little miracles.

Toad