I posted a permaculture gosling intro earlier, where I mentioned I would go into details about ‘permaculture gosling feed‘. I have many mental notes, yet to make it to screen. Meanwhile have a look at them munching away on this mix (grated apple, fermented super food from factory, mixed with the their dry version of that superfood, since they do not seem to like wet food, and of course a lot of finely chopped nettle, grasses, and dandelion):
I will collect more videos as time goes by, though it is hard to find the time with all these babies — three cat litters and two human kids as well, as well as a third generation of two elders hanging about…
Makes me think of this tune, which I know in the Guns N’ Roses version from ‘The Spaghetti Incident?’, originally by U.K. Subs:
[Intro]
One, two
One, two
[Verse 1]
All I need is some inspiration
Before I do somebody some harm
I feel just like a vegetable
Down here on the farm
Nobody comes to see me
Nobody here to turn me on
I ain’t even got a lover
Down here on the farm
[Verse 2]
They told me to get healthy
They told me to get some sun
But boredom eats me like cancer
Down here on the farm
Drinkin’ Lemonade Shandy
Ain’t nobody here to do me harm
But I’m like a fish out of water
Down here on the farm
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
I wrote a thousand letters
‘Til my fingers all gone numb
But I never see no postman
Down here on the farm
I call my baby on the telephone, I say
“Come down and have some fun”
But she knows what the score is
Down here on the farm
[Verse 4]
I can’t fall in love with a wheat field
I can’t fall in love with a barn
When everything smells like horse shit
Down here on the farm
Blue skies and swimming pools
Add so much charm
But I’d rather be back in Soho
Than down here on the farm
On the fucking farm
[Outro]
Are you born in a fucking barn or what?
Beh, hold still