Brutkey

E. C. Bigribs
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@benroyce@mastodon.social Between the Merritt and I-95, routinely shadowed to the town line by cops in Westport, Wilton, Darien, New Canaan...

I used to think CT was the global leader in stone walls until I visited Inisheer in the Aran Islands, where they have been using a (presumably finite but who can say) collection of stones to partition, unpartition, and repartition the same two square miles of limestone into half-acre configurations for millennia.

Ben Royce 🇺🇦 🇸🇩
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CT is the global leader in new haven style pizza. i mean, apizza

and i had no idea, that's insane:

E. C. Bigribs
@eedly@mindly.social

@benroyce@mastodon.social I recall seeing a goat in the middle of one enclosure, finishing off whatever limited grass was there. When she was done, she walked in a straight line toward the three-foot stone wall, and then right up the face of it and down into the next enclosure like it was level ground.

Ben Royce 🇺🇦 🇸🇩
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@eedly@mindly.social Goats are the best. Ornery and indestructible, mischievous and playful

E. C. Bigribs
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@benroyce@mastodon.social We had a discussion, spouse and I, about getting goats to keep a hillside of Himalayan blackberries at bay at our old place. My argument against was that they would quickly develop their own set of priorities that had nothing to do with eating thorny vines on a steep incline, and if we didn't devote a significant amount of mental and physical energy to the project, we'd be known as People Whose Goats Had Outsmarted Them.

My thesis wasn't carrying much weight, until spouse noticed a number of "found your damn goat in my yard again" posts in the small-town Facebook group. So, I guess thanks for that one, Meta.

E. C. Bigribs
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@benroyce@mastodon.social I do love goats, but—like ravens and nuclear fusion—I respect their abilities too much to try to bend them to my will.