I think a kangaroo probably smells like a cross between a horse and a goat. I don’t know for sure since I’ve never actually smelled a kangaroo. I have a friend who always says she smells like a goat, I love that saying, but goats smell really, really bad. Don’t get me wrong, goats are good people, they’ll eat anything, they can be kind of friendly, and they are really good jumpers, which leads me to kangaroos, they are also good jumpers, but I can’t imagine they smell as bad as goat, I think they would smell more like horse, you know, roaming the open plains and eating grass like they do.
I’ve just peeled a mango and ate about half of it while I was cutting it up. I’m pretty sure I had mango on a salad once before and I think I liked it, but this is the first time I’ve ever actually bought and ate one. It was absolutely delicious! But now I have a dilemma. I bought a case of mangoes, I recycle the cardboard case, I compost the peel and I eat the fruit. What do I do with the pit? It won’t go into my composter and I don’t want it encased in a plastic bag at the city dump. I suppose I could try to grow it, my climate wouldn’t support planting it outside and I don’t get a huge amount of sunlight indoors. I suppose I can do a little research to see how I could make it grow and then try and keep it miniature. Hmmm, worth looking into.
The weather has warmed suddenly, drastically over the last few days. It’s now -5 C with a funky wind from the West Northwest. It feels like a wind of change. I know that sounds corny but there is so much energy in the world and it feels like the wind is carrying a new kind of energy. Even my dogs were more alert, paying more attention to the scents on the wind.
I don’t know if this feeling of connection to the earth and her energy is the real spiritual connection I feel that it is, or if its just the mania beginning to Kick in. Either way it is wonderful to feel the energy in the air, a kind of hum. Damn, that’s usually how the mania starts, a sort of general feeling that something is building, something is coming. It usually coincides with the changes in season, especially winter to spring and lasts through the summer and slows down into the fall. And is that actually even mania or is that just a feeling as old as time, spring is coming, am I not supposed to anticipate with joy the welcoming of new life?
I can’t wait to start a garden, I need to pick up some soil and seeds and get some seedlings growing. I need more buckets, I hate to pour out potato or vegetable water, surely whatever I can’t add to stock could go in the compost?
Alright, time to quit rambling and watch Tthe Walking Dead..
What? Competitive Taxidermy? That’s actually a thing?<
Darnit, I wrote this yesterday and apparently forgot to publish!