Primitive Archer
Main Discussion Area => Around the Campfire => Topic started by: Zuma on April 22, 2018, 11:53:39 am
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I was preparing a big Red Drum skin on my back deck. I had dried them down south with scales on.
I found out you get a better skin by re- moving each scale one at a time, Each scale is encased in
a pocket of skin, each skin has a lot of scales. I'll get back to this in a minuet.
While I was doing this task a couple deer caught my eye in the down back., Most time I just watch them browse , play or sometimes kick a rabbit. Very unusual behavior this time. One huge doe kept turning and looking,very spooked in a way.
I listened and watched for any kind of human or dog activity. There was none and the yearlings and smaller deer seemed unconcerned. I was thinking I think she wants to drop a baby. Later the other deer were gone and she was alone still acting spooked. Today I saw the yearlings alone no mama to be found. And it seemed like they were looking for her. It may very well be the doe that raised the twins down there last year.
I put some pictures of the skins and scales. We are all aware about DNA and how is is sorta what gives the cells in life instructions on how to build it's parts. Well just preparing these skins gave me some real mind blowing insight into how amazing life really is. Doing just a little math I thought-- How many eggs were laid to just have this one fish survive?-- How many negative factors did this fish endure to reach 3' in length? How did nature keep it's skin and scales intact let alone allow them to grow in such a precise manner. Forget about all the organs and bones. I won't forget, well on purpose LOL. It's spring and my seedlings should be sprouting, so I can eat some spinach, tomatoes , peppers, and onions with those deer and fish.
Post some of your Nature observations. I know you all have lots of them.
Oh btw try calculating how lucky you were to be born and survive. That really blows my mind. >:D
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One of the things I love most about being a farmer Zuma. I'm surrounded by miracles all the time. One time on my birthday I gave my mom a rose and thanked both her and dad for giving me a birthday and the miracle of life. I can't imagine being a farmer and not believing in miracles. At least not a very good farmer.
Bjrogg
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You got that right BJ.
Don the stream is still full of trout just waiting for you.
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Being a farmer gives a person a different insight to things around them but growing things while watching them grow and the people who like that share the same view points most times.It also gives them an understanding of death too seeing that happen many times and that nothing will biologically live forever and accepting that.
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A pair of buzzard eggs in the loft of an old barn.
(https://i.imgur.com/Ou3QBUwh.jpg)
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I know what you guys are saying , having worked on a farm as a teen. Delivering calves etc.
Mostly just hard work lol. Cool photo Clint. Keep us posted.
Zuma
Oh a couple about ready for flight. Mom just fed them
Zuma
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I was going to start a thread entitled "Perseverance," but I just read this post and cause you said to post pics of any miracles of life I decided the photo and my thought about it belongs here.
Thanks for starting this one Zoom. Those skins are gonna look nice ;)
Next time I feel like giving up on something I'm going to remember this plant...