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I’m Not Killing My Neighbors

A few years ago, we had two mother does and their two children frequent our orchard. The small twisted rotten apples that lay under the trees were a great culinary treat for the deer. 824 more words

Life's Moments And Lessons

Roadkill - The Depressing Side Of Driving In Oz

One of the most distressing aspects of doing much driving in rural Australia – which includes Tasmania obviously- is the high rate of road kill here.   341 more words

Musings

Schmaltz


A few nights ago, some critter got our chickens.  The coop latches had been chewed off, the door pulled down. 

Bobcats are neat and artistic in their massacres. 332 more words

The Boat

Guest Post - Pick Up Your Rabbits

Roadkill.

Their flattened, dried out bodies, small bundles along the roads.  Or the bumpier, more moist, fresher crop.  They’re always there.  I swerve around them, breaking.  226 more words

Horses, Main Category

There's No Need to Rush

We often hear seniors talking about having travelled 500 kilometres in a day, falling into bed then doing it all again the next day and the day after. 75 more words

Australia

1181. Playing chicken

Jane and David had a small lifestyle farm next to a going-nowhere, country road. Chickens would not infrequently get run over while dust-bathing in the unkempt, pot-holed road. 78 more words

Creative