Of Plume And The End Of Silmarillic Titles

November 16th, 2007

Today was laundry day. And I managed to get through it without too much bother. Also without ruining any clothes. I guess I’m getting the hang of it. Now I just need to find a way to run into attractive single girls while in the laundry room. As I understand it, it’s the perfect way to meet girls. I’ll be married in no time.

Otherwise there is not much going on. A quiet life, no alarms and no surprises. Here are some leftover goat pitures:

buck

The buck. He actually managed to take a bit out of an apple. Maybe he is learning how to use his teeth after all.

magnethe

Magnethe in all her glory.

vanilje

And for some reason I imagine that Vanilje is dancing to Staying Alive in this picture. You weren’t there, so you can’t say I’m wrong!

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive!


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Of Plume And The Slight Snow

November 15th, 2007

The election is over and done with and went pretty much as I had expected. The government stays in power and I have little faith in mankind. At least they lost some of their majority. msnbc article for more. I am sure you are all deeply concerned with Danish politics!

Have I mentioned how cold it is? Freeeezing. I think I am less tolerant of cold than I used to be. I have the heat turned on pretty much every day now (although not to high temperatures). And I must put on extra sweaters and scarves and gloves before going out. There is an upside, though. Yesterday it snowed for the first time! Although not a lot. Not enough for it to show up properly on pictures. But I can show you that the pond is frozen over.

pond

The pond where I dramatically rescued that boy from drowning once. They should put me on that TV show Heroes, they should. My superpower: boring people to death by talking about Danish politics.

I was heading for the goats when it started snowing. I had gone up to the road, where the hazel trees are. To see if there were still nuts to be gathered. Most of them where gone by now but I did manage to fill up about half a plastic bag. So the goats will have treats for a while yet. Then as I walked to the playground the snow started falling. And made me smile.

The goats are not too fond of snow of course. It was snowing so little that they probably wouldn’t notice it though. But they notice the cold. When I got there I found them inside.

goatsinside

With Mads on the bucket. I have missed that sight! All four of them were inside there. I guess when it’s cold Mads can tolerate the company of the buck a little better.

I went out in the fold and they all came outside and joined me. I guess they don’t mind the cold so much when I’m there. Aw.

All for now, toodles.


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