Rogue's Gallery
Earl (Draft Mule)
Phil (Donkey)
Clarabelle & Hannahbelle
(Mammoth Jackstock --
step-sisters)
Mushy & Mavis (aka Bonky
Donkey & Donkey Oatie
Mother & Father Goose (Nene)
Clair (aka Clara) Being served
Breakfast in Bed on Labor Day
(Earl wants to spoil her rest)
Looking to the Northwest
from our North pasture
Bliss! Breakfast in Bed...
Clair & Henny Penny receive
thousands of bits of information
as Marc and the bucket of water
make their way through the snow
Henny Penny rides Clair's back
for the best vantage point to get
any bits of food Clair leaves in
the snow
Bonky & Oatie get behind 'Mama' Clair to protect them from Phil, who's being a pest.
Marc explained to Phil that the girls were not comfortable with his behaviors, but to no
avail; so Phil was sent to his corner for a 'time out.' Phil eventually was returned to his
former owner, and harmony was restored.
Clair loves to greet visitors
Earl and Mother Goose dancing a beautiful minuet.
Earl huffed and puffed at this young
moose who was happily checking
out the tender spring greens
Good thing it wasn't this Bull Moose
that Earl was challenging
A section of the creek on our property is known to the locals as 'Moose Creek', and there are Moose Crossing signs posted on both sides of Route 122 here. These animals are masters of invisibility -- except for when they are crossing at the posted signs.
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Sunrise (facing west) is often a beautiful time at Mount Harmony Farm. A fully arched rainless bow,
Earl getting ready to challenge a young moose while the full moon is setting at sunrise, the mists --
these are moments of ecstatic trance states, where some of the magical forces of nature can be
glimpsed in peripheral vision, as well as head on. I am head over heels in love with the sheer
magnitude of Life here. Yes, there are grey days, times when the mud sucks your boots off, and yes,
there is a daunting amount of seemingly endless gottas to do here (like the seeming futility of
fencing where the moose roam). But gratitude for all this is also a very natural force here.
Un-Natural Horsemanship
ca. 1925 -- A western riding resort ranch for the wealthy, replete with derby-wearing
stuffed horse in overalls, so one can have their picture taken.
The odd couple
Clair, often mistaken for a
moose (she is not), is
accommodating, protective,
and empathic. She also
understands the spoken and
unspoken. Marc thinks
about going down to brush
her, and she sticks her head
out the barn and does a
great imitation of a fog horn;
her ears speak volumes.
Peace