The Decision is Made, and Goat Culture Advances

It is hard to think of anything with a higher cute quotient than baby goats unless it is more of them which there will be in the next couple of days.





Neighbor Joe has been coming over with his great granddaughter to see them.

Aidan and Neighbor Joe's great granddaughter.

There have been a couple of Snickerdoodle escapes from his pasture. That kept Wendy and John busy trying to solve the crime. At last a gate was discovered to have been secured by the former owner with a bungee-like tie-up which the happy daddy goat must have stretched a bit to get out and go see the ladies. He hasn't gotten out today, and must miss his happy dances running up and down the porch deck steps, up and over the picnic table in blissful flips and contortions before capture.

If Keoni ever relaxes he is probably doing so right now in Boston while getting ready to attend his friend's prom there. The considerations and weighings of his future completed a few days ago when he decided to take the offers of Robert McDuffie Center for Strings at Townsend Music School of Mercer University in Macon, Georgia, from the several offers he had on the table. I'm deeply happy for him and look forward to see how this next chapter unfolds.

Hades has grudgingly held onto Persephone this spring, but she escaped anyway, and at last the harsh, cold nights have given way to blossoms, leaves, grass and long days. I even could sit out on the back porch one morning for coffee; a happy, purring cat crawled onto my lap. Ah me. So good.

Toby taking his ease out in the backyard yesterday. He has taken up chasing the chickens, and is liable to incite some wrath if he doesn't watch out.