Looking across the street to our neighbor’s organic vegetable farm is always interesting.
But this time of year, it’s downright beautiful.
Who knew artichokes could be so pretty?
And when our neighbor has wood chips delivered….
HE HAS WOODCHIPS DELIVERED.
When you’re a farmer’s child?
You don’t need no stinkin’ sandbox.
On the critter front,
We’re down to one lone woodchuck.
He’s still fat…
And still clumsy…
And still hangs out on our deck once in a while. But it’s autumn, and all his brothers and sisters are finding dens and getting ready for winter. I doubt even this one will be here much longer.
Sigh…
Autumn also means the deer are changing into their darker winter coats. One summer coated hold out is on the right for comparison.
A murder of crows have now discovered our bird bath.
Why are they called a murder?
Uh oh.
And finally, we have a new skunk in town.
I admit I never really paid attention to skunk tails before, but we’ve had so many different families this year I’ve gotten to recognize them by their individual patterns.
This is Tippy.
Brilliantly named for the white tip on her tail.
Is she really a she?
I neither know, nor care to get close enough to find out.
Why would you need so many woodchips? Mulch??
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I’m really not sure. Build up raised beds? Weed control? But so late in the season… bests me.
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Could be ground insulation. Or could be like putting down compost–put wood chips down now and snow and freezing temps will probably help break them down some by spring. This is just a guess.
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You may be right.
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It doesn’t matter what time of the year it is, your yard, neighbors everything is just so beautiful. Even Fatty and Tippy 😎
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Thanks! We’re pretty blessed in the scenery department….
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Isn’t there a horror flick about a wood chipper?? In all seriousness, how much fun to be a farmers kid. A murder of crows, I had no idea that was the term! Learn something new every day. The animal shots are fab, even Tippy!
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To be honest It made me nervous watching the kids play in the wood chip pile. My husband knew a man who was buried and killed under silage…. not a good way to go!
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Oh good lord! Thats terrifying! I would never have thought about that.
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“I doubt even this one will be here much longer.” Hasn’t he told you yet? He is planning to spend the winter camped inside your place–hubby invited him!
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It wouldn’t surprise me…. she did have her children under the barn. And hey, there’s always room on the couch.
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That is a Jaba the Woodchuck. I hope he has a big enough place to park that behind for the winter.
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He was well fed this year…
😉
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A beautiful playground you’ve got there, welcoming to such an array of entertaining critters! Have you got a skunk named Pepe le Pew?
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Not yet…
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You need a picture of your woodchuck in that pile of wood chips. Then you could meme it up to claim the age old question about woodchucks has finally been answered….
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Brilliant!
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Someone HAD to say it 😀
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You have an amazing, technicolor life! I thought one of the deer was bright pink and I had to study it a little longer. Wow. Mona
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Pink deer…. is that like spotting a pink elephant?
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Why, do you also have pink elephants on your property?
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I have been known to spot one on occasion. That occasion being one too many margaritas….
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Please, take a picture of it when the moment arises. LOL.
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lol
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Fat Woodchuck looks so contemplative! I love him!
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He’s a sweetie. I’ll miss him….
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My dad took us out in his truck to buy a lot of hay bales. The place that sold it had giant hills of wood chips. My brother and I ran straight for it and climbed and threw ourselves down while he was getting the truck loaded. It was like playing on the clouds…
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I can see that…. and they smell better than a sand box.
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Skunks are beautiful until they play with your dog.
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Or fight…. and you have to flee your home.
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