Spring Beltane Moon
The taxonomy class last night was good. We covered a very brief history of plants, leaves, sex organs, flowers. We then went to the book Colorado Flora to learn how to use a key.
The teacher was a Netherland transplant. A lot of v’s where w’s would be in English.
I met a guy, a landscape architect, who works for the National Forest Service as a project manager. Colorado has the central NFS planning and design office.
Spring Beltane Moon
Shaggy dog story. We took Vega and Kepler to the vet on Monday. Kepler needed an e-collar to prevent him from worrying his tail. We brought the e-collar home, intending to put it on him in the evening.
When we went to get the collar, it was gone. We looked all over the house. No collar. OK, that’s weird. Where could it be?
As we eventually concluded, one of the dogs, probably Vega, picked it up, chewed on it and left outside in the backyard. Vega never liked the e-collar. When she had one, she refused to acknowledge on it, barreling through doors, bending the plastic so she could go where she wanted.
This was a pre-emptive strike against the cone of shame.