RESET

 

Did you enjoy the Updike? No matter, time for a reset. No, not WEF style, instead team LSP went on an exeat to Paris, Paris TX. By way of background: a few years ago, several people pounded the mahogany in the Compound's dining room over dinner. Fun, and here's the thing, they wanted to start a farm, a Battle Farm, which they did.

Some six years or so later, lo and behold, 80 acres outside of Paris, complete with a chicken operation, a good size tank with Bass and all of that. Sure, it's a work in progress, but hey, they actually went ahead and did it. Well done, kids.

CW caught a Bass, which is a fine thing to do

You'll be interested to know the prime movers behind this rural adventure are vets, they're also converts from Anglicanism to Orthodoxy. I wish them well, what a lot of fun to escape for a few days and not look at a computer.

Cheers,

LSP

Coyote Moon

We hunkered down quietly at a clear point in the brush and listened to the Texan dusk. No cars, trains or people, just the undulating sound of locusts, crickets and cicadas gradually filling the soon to be night air. And there it was, the first howl.

No, not the fearsome White Wolf but its prey, a coyote. The howl was joined by a chorus of other howls, yips and barks; an eerie, unearthly, wild sound as the pack went into action in the nearby woods.

A White Wolf

In the absence of wolves, so the experts tell us, coyotes have multiplied beyond reason and become a menace, like laws on a DC statute book. Some people, especially in greater Los Angeles, foolishly feed them and then wonder in baffled consternation when the hungry creatures make off with their children.

Get A New Shotgun LSP

Here in Texas that doesn't happen and people hunt them but we were just in it for the sound of the wild dogs baying at the moon. Still, I had a shotgun close to hand in case a target of opportunity presented itself.

After a time the howls quieted down and the coyotes moved off. We did too, through the thick brush, heading for the truck and burgers at the Compound.

It's good to get out for an armed stroll in the country air as the moon rises, and the dogs remind you that the wilderness isn't that far away.

God bless,

LSP