Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Living in the Rain Forest
That's why there are only two other approaches to my place beside the vehicle trail. There's a deer path going down to the creek, and an old game trail headed up the mountain. Other than that, it's just thick foliage.
If there weren't any mist, you would just see the mountains through the trees. There's a famous hiking trail that goes through those mountains. On rare occasions, people have gotten lost up on the trail and walked down the mountain slope looking for roads. If I hear them talking on sports radios (which I monitor), I will try to talk them in and give them a ride back up to the trail head where it hits the hard surface road. Once I just heard people yelling out in the woods. The dogs and I went to see what was going on and it was lost hikers off the trail. They were young people, in their mid twenties, and something wasn't right with the guy leading them. He seemed like one of those people who are intelligent but can't pour sand out of a boot.
The forest just closes in on you here. Especially at night. Last night we had an inversion fog, and it was so thick I could see the aura of the red security lights on the barn, but not the barn itself. On nights like that, the dogs and cats stay on the porch and the chickens stay up in the trees. You don't know who or what may be coming to visit in the fog. Even my huge floodlight just makes a tunnel of light in the fog that goes out into the meadow and just stops.
Momma Kitty was feeding her brood this morning, in her secure spot she has selected by the wood stacked on the porch. Believe it or not, there was another kitten roaming around who was not in the picture. Two of the babies are her biological children, while four of them were abandoned by their moms and Momma Kitty took them in. She gets extra rations of milk, and of canned cat food, while she is nursing and until she recovers and puts on some weight.
My wife named her. She just came out of the woods one day and joined our household. I am glad to have the kittens, since the attrition among the older cats this past winter was severe and I have already lost another to snake bite this spring.
This is one of the pots that constitute Tuggy's egg farm. She is my big chocolate Lab. Tuggy goes from pot to pot throughout the day, checking for eggs. When she finds one, she picks it up in her mouth and carries it around with her until she is ready to eat it. Then she cracks the shell at one end and licks out all the "goody."
When she got her shots earlier this month the vet said she is overweight and needs to cut back. Easier to say that than to make it happen.
Well, today will be a busy one. I'm off to town and to the lumber yard. If it will just dry out a little I have some work to do on the porch and on the retaining wall. Not hard or dangerous work, just standard maintenance type stuff.