A Fowl Weekend

Version 2: after yet another crash that obliterated the prior version just after the editor approved it…😡.

On Saturday, we took a stroll and caught a scent of something quite intriguing. Something that reminded us of Car-lie-lee, MA. But what exactly?

Ice Cream?

No

But not far from that…an odor at least not too far from Kimballs.

Then Zoe spotted, across the street, what she thought was the scorn of our existence. A fowl a struttin’. And with that, Mom was also on her way across the street – or so Zoe thought – but she was on task and kept Zoe at bay so we continue on our way to our intended destination…

…an extended dip in the lake of Sharon!

Then today, on our lunch time stroll we came across a …. MURDER!

But, although we were on another case, this murder of crows, caught our attention and begged for our investigative powers to solve this new-found mystery. Then Zoe reminded me that if we got home before 20 minutes elapsed from the time we left, we would get our midday meal. And who can work when their bellies are rumbling with hunger? I for one can tell you that I don’t mess with Zoe (or my Aunt EBN) when they are on the path to a meal. NO one messes with the HANGRY!

After collecting my kibble, I did a little research on these crows and what they are up to. This is what I found:

https://bigthink.com/life/why-group-murder-of-crows/

While I was scouring the digitsphere, I heard someone ask Zoe what a group of Zoe’s was called. She answered: “A Perfect of Zoe’s”.

I must say, at this point, I pulled off the most exaggerated eye roll in my repertoire – which is extensive, because…

My real middle name is THE Perfect!

The Tempest “Perfect” Trouble

A Fowl Weekend

Version 2: after yet another crash that obliterated the prior version just after the editor approved it…😡.

On Saturday, we took a stroll and caught a scent of something quite intriguing. Something that reminded us of Car-lie-lee, MA. But what exactly?

Ice Cream?

No

But not far from that…an odor at least not too far from Kimballs.

Then Zoe spotted, across the street, what she thought was the scorn of our existence. A fowl a struttin’. And with that, Mom was also on her way across the street – or so Zoe thought – but she was on task and kept Zoe at bay so we continue on our way to our intended destination…

…an extended dip in the lake of Sharon!

Then today, on our lunch time stroll we came across a …. MURDER!

But, although we were on another case, this murder of crows, caught our attention and begged for our investigative powers to solve this new-found mystery. Then Zoe reminded me that if we got home before 20 minutes elapsed from the time we left, we would get our dinner. And who can work when their bellies are rumbling with hunger? I for one can tell you that I don’t mess with Zoe (or my Aunt EBN) when they are on the path to a meal. NO one messes with the HANGRY!

After collecting my kibble, I did a little research on these crows and what they are up to. This is what I found:

https://bigthink.com/life/why-group-murder-of-crows/

While I was scouring the digitsphere, I heard someone ask Zoe what a group of Zoe’s was called. She answered: “A Perfect of Zoe’s”.

I must say, at this point, I pulled off the most exaggerated eye roll in my repertoire – which is extensive, because…

My real middle name is THE Perfect!

The Perfect Tempest

The Working Goats of Menlo

So, I recently saw this on a local web page and was shocked that we were “welcome” as long as we are leashed. Whats up with that? We would be excellent at controlling these so called GOATs. And I hardly see them as the Greatest Of All Time…just saying.

Then I found a whole slew of reports on this phenomenon dating back to 2013. I wonder if this is going to happen in our ‘hood now that we are here.

The Tempest

Goats report for work at Sharon Hills Park

Once again, goats can be spotted in Menlo Park and Atherton

Spotted: Goats taking time out from munching before transfer to next section of Sharon Hills Park

Spotted: Goats waiting patiently for more grass to munch at Sharon Hills Park

Grazing goats return to Sharon Hills Park in Menlo Park

Goats are busy working on Valpo Hill

Spotted: Goats being rounded up at Sharon Park

Spotted: Goats munching away in Sharon Hills Park

A Menlo Park Mystery

Today we had an adventure…and a GUEST scribe for the first time ever. Today’s scribe is my ‘Cuz who added the soundtrack to the Zoe lunch dance that was part of a recent Zoe Short.

https://videopress.com/v/gv9tWciH?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true

Here it goes… Two detectives on the beat.

Zoe stopped at Mrs Hoover’s fence informing her new partner, detective in training Tempi, that it was peculiar for Mrs Hoover to be planting lilies as her husband was deathly allergic to them.

Earlier that week, Jessica Temple, the nosy neighborhood kid had gossiped that she had heard the couple fighting, using obscene language that could be heard from outside the house.

Zoe and Tempi both looked at each other and without a bark knew this would need further investigation…

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EDITORS NOTE: Like with all mysteries in the real world, this one was solved neatly in an hour TV segment or even shorter like those in Murderville. In this case, I am the “guest” sleuth trying to get a full time position. Of course this puzzle will take a lot more gumshoe work and hard-boiled interrogations. I trust I’ll be able to name the guilty individual of the three main suspects which I suspect we will identify from our following of the clues we will no doubt sniff out. Hopefully our cousin E.L. will guest scribe again to tell the results of all our detective work.

Best,

Tempi

Tempi’s Gardening Tips, Part 2

My last post was Part 1 of my Gardening Tips series but it didn’t occur to me to have multiple blogs on this topic until after I published the Hatchlings story. But upon reflection, I realized I have a couple of other tips I should share with everyone – especially given the success of my incubation of the plants in the backyard trough.

So here is Tip #2:

When you find that your socks have mysteriously developed holes in them and you don’t feel like ordering new ones from Amazon or getting in your car to drive to a local vendor of such footwear, I have a simple solution as shown in the following video. Of course, this means of generating new socks does take some time … so you have to be patient and prepared.

The Tempest

https://videopress.com/v/M34UEDdZ?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true

Hatchlings

I just wanted to acknowledge that I caught a lot of guff from my roommates here in Cali for my laying on the dirt trough my Dad made for our patio a while back.

But recently, after a month or so of my daily nurturing, I spotted the results of my hard work starting to emerge from the depths of the soil.

Once Zoe heard my exclamations of success, she immediately ran over to witness for herself my little hatchlings. As you can see there were quite a few poking their little green leaves toward the sun.

However, despite all the hard work I put in, as soon as The Dad discovered the new growth he covered the trough with some chicken wire type thing which prevented me from continuing to promote their growth. This did not stop me from giving them comfort and encouragement from afar.

Under my constant supervision and vigilance, my little hatchlings have continued to prosper. So much so that the wire mesh is now arched (per my request) in order to give them freedom to further reach for the stars…or rather OUR star!

Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!

The Tempest