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[Polk County Sheriff 🚔 Grady Judd @PolkCoSheriff]

Shawn got to meet one of our newest K9s - Brix!! He wasn't as excited as Brix was. #Ouch #PolkSheriff #GradyJudd #MorningBriefing #K9Unit #AmberAndBrix #GoodBoy

[Gatlin Didier @gatlin_didier]

When a tornado hits in 2027…👀

[The_Patriot_Guy @The_Patriot_Guy]

Who did this!!!! 🤣😂🤣😂

[Elle Lookbook @EvaLovesDesign]

Crocheted roses

[👉M-Û-R-Č-H👈 @TheEXECUTlONER_]

This 15 year old young man, George Robinson, seems to have been born in the wrong era.

Listen to him sing. What bothers me is that people his age won’t find this as cool as we do. He’s amazing.

It’s almost hard to believe he is 15.

Frank Sinatra watching from above- “Not bad kid.”

How does that voice come from a 15 year old?

[Vince Langman @LangmanVince]

Talk about winning the lottery! 😂

[🌟🇺🇸Nancy Hamm🇺🇸🌟 @nancy_hamm1]

Birds With Attitude: The Funniest Voiceover Compilation You’ll Ever See 😂🦜

Get ready to laugh with this hilarious bird voiceover compilation! 😂 From sassy one-legged birds and dramatic rebellions to beach chicks scoping and rotten egg drama — these feathered friends are spilling all the tea with perfect human personalities. Non-stop comedy gold!
Which line had you dying? Comment below! 🐦💀

[Enezator @Enezator]

It looks straight out of a classic western movie 🤠🎬

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Keith the Apocalypse Bringer is personally responsible for deforestation.

The report says this. The report is very clear. Goats are responsible for overgrazing, land degradation, and tree loss across fragile ecosystems worldwide. Keith is a goat. The case is made.

Let's check in on Keith.

6:00am - Keith woke up in a field in Devon. The field has a clay slope with a drainage problem and a blackthorn problem and, on the east boundary, an oak that Keith has been visiting for moss. The oak is not deforested. The oak has been there longer than the farm. The oak will outlast the report.

7:00am - Keith ate bramble on the south bank, which was, four months ago, advancing toward the one stand of mature hazel in the field. The hazel is still there. The bramble is not advancing toward it anymore. Keith has been eating between the hazel and the bramble every week. Keith does not know about the hazel. Keith knows that this is where the bramble is.

9:00am - Keith ate the blackthorn regrowth on the west boundary. Without management, blackthorn advances into the field at approximately one metre per year, shading out everything beneath it, and produces exactly the treeless monoculture thicket the report is concerned about. Keith is managing it. Keith is not charging for this.

11:00am - Keith escaped. He was in the lane for seven minutes. He ate the ash regeneration on the verge. Ash dieback has been devastating British hedgerows since 2012 and the ash regrowth on this verge is secondary growth from root stock that is not showing dieback symptoms, which makes it ecologically valuable. Keith ate some of it. This is, on balance, the worst thing Keith has done today.

Dave noted the ash. Dave is watching the regrowth. If it comes back it comes back.

The oak is fine.
The hazel is fine.
The blackthorn is retreating.
The ash: Dave is watching.

Someone stop Keith.

Keith is at the gate.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

6:00am - Doris was up. Upper section. Dark and frost. She grazed the frost-hardened turf with the equanimity of an animal for whom the weather is not a subject.

8:00am - Doris took the high route. The 380-metre contour. She stood into the wind for twenty minutes and then came back down. The farmer, who had been watching, put on an extra layer. No warning from the Met Office. The farmer rang Brian.

Brian: "She took the high route?"

Farmer: "Twenty minutes. Southwest wind."

Brian: a long pause. "I'm coming up."

Brian came up to the fell at 9:30am with his notebook. He had not been on the fell in six weeks. He walked the east boundary with the farmer. They checked the north wall. The coping on the third section from the top was slightly lifted. They repacked it. Brian added a note to column six.

10:30am - Doris was back on the mid-fell by the time Brian arrived, grazing the section between the two curlew territories as though the entire exercise had not involved her. Brian stood and watched her for a while.

Brian: "She went to the 380-metre contour."

Farmer: "Yes."

Brian: "In frost."

Farmer: "Yes."

Brian: "Before anyone else was up."

Farmer: "She's always up before anyone else."

Brian said nothing for a while. He made a note. He went home.

1:00pm - Doris in Brian's field for the afternoon session. Rush management, north corner. Brian saw her from his kitchen window and added a column entry without leaving his chair.

3:00pm - Doris back on her own fell. Grazed the upper section all afternoon, slow and even, the wind picking up and her wool pressed sideways with it, her pace not changing.

5:45pm - East wall. Asleep.

Brian's log, last entry: "High route 6am. Wall coping sorted. Snipe in the margin at 4pm. Column six, eleven, fifteen all updated. Full Saturday. Don't know how she does it."

Nobody knows how she does it.

Doris is asleep.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Keith's Thursday, as reconstructed from Dave's log, two of Steve's complaints, and the account of Martin the postman.

6:00am - Keith was in the oak tree on the south boundary. The oak has a low fork at 1.8 metres from a wall, accessible if you are willing to balance on the wall cap and jump. Keith was willing. He was eating lichen from the bark junction, which had been causing moisture retention in the wood. The oak's bark junction is now lichen-free. Dave did not know Keith could get into the oak. Dave is reconsidering his risk model.

7:15am - Keith was in the road. Fourteen minutes. He ate the rank grass verge on the east side, came back through the gate by whatever means he uses, and was in the south field by 7:30am. Martin the postman arrived at 7:17am and found Keith in the road. Martin called Dave. By the time Dave reached the road Keith was back in the field. Martin confirmed: "He just walked back through the gate." The gate was latched when Dave arrived. Dave added a column.

9:30am - Keith returned to the south bank knotweed. Now at 8%.

11:00am - Keith was back in the oak. This time the upper branch, where ivy was growing up the trunk. He ate the ivy stems from the base upward, leaving the upper flowering and berrying sections intact. This is conservation guidance: maintain the October nectar source and the winter thrush berry supply, clear the climbing stems. Keith was doing it because the ivy stems are edible from the base. The thrushes will be fine.

Steve's first complaint of the day arrived at 1pm. Subject: "Keith in my apple tree." Dave looked at the south boundary. Keith was in the oak. Dave looked at the oak. Dave added a column.

2:30pm - South bank. Knotweed and the north margin thistle. Methodical afternoon.

4:00pm - East ditch. Regrowth since last season, now cleared. Dave's log: "He found it himself. I hadn't mentioned the ditch."

5:30pm - Barn roof ridge. Western lichen section: done.

Steve's second complaint arrived at 5:45pm. Subject: unspecified. Dave has not read it yet.

Dave's log, evening: "Oak tree twice. Road. Knotweed. Thistle. Ditch. Roof. Two Steve complaints. One Martin incident. He has a list. The list is longer than the farm."

[Vince Langman @LangmanVince]

The funniest thing about this video of this crazy TDS Karen, is looking at her cuck of a husband who has that "here we go again" defeated expression on his face the whole time! 🤣

[Robert E Fuller @RobertEFuller]

She was hungry😅
As she waits for her chicks to hatch, Luna the tawny owl devours two young rats 🐀

The owlets are due any day 🐣keep an eye on my livestream
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[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Marcus Aurelius had twelve years of military campaign and the weight of an empire.

He wrote: "You have power over your mind, not outside events. Realise this, and you will find strength."

Gerald has forty acres and the south corner.

Gerald has not written anything. Gerald has grazed, in all weathers, for four years, improving the land beneath him at a rate that nobody expected, and requiring nothing from the experience except the experience.

Epictetus had chains, literally, as a slave, and then freedom, and then the clarity of a man who had tested the philosophy at the sharpest possible edge of reality.

He wrote: "Seek not that the things which happen should happen as you wish; but wish the things which happen to be as they are, and you will have a tranquil flow of life."

Doris has the fell, the dip, the bog, the weather, Brian's field, and two new ewes who follow her now without being asked.

Doris has not written anything. The dip is the dip's problem. The fell is the fell. The tormentil comes back every year. The work continues regardless of the weather or the reports or the rewilding expert's visit. Doris grazes. The fell improves. The fell will keep improving because Doris keeps showing up.

Seneca had the patronage of emperors and the knowledge it could be revoked at any moment, which it eventually was.

He wrote: "We suffer more in imagination than in reality."

Keith has a Devon slope, seven gates in various states of being understood, Steve's garden under long-range surveillance, a barn roof he visits on Sundays for reasons nobody has established, and a ground elder situation in hand.

Keith has not written anything. The gate is not a problem. The gate is a project. The project is always completed. The urgency is Dave's. The solution is Keith's. These are different things.

Three sages. Three fields. No books. No workshops. No retreats to Tuscany to reconnect with the philosophy.

Just the work. Just the fell. Just the gate.

The tradition is fine.

[Susan @emma6USA]

This little girl is sticking up for her dog. She accepts the blame. ❤️❤️❤️🐾

[Juanita Broaddrick @atensnut]

HOLY MOLY!! This is GREAT!!

[Gain of Fauci @DschlopesIsBack]

This is apparently the best interview ever 😂😭

[Hy Bender @hybender]

It's "skilled sheepdog" Saturday!