Wednesday 8 April 2015

Donkeys, goats, and birds, oh my!

       So! It's been a while since the last posting. You're probably wondering what we've been up to? Well, maybe you haven't. But I'm going to tell you anyway. So, there!


       As you can see, some things never change. Here is Mr. Ad Executive doing what he does best....knitting of course. In between hosting guests and taking care of finishing off the house, we have actually been out on the boat a few times. This photo is in Maho Bay, our now favorite overnight spot.

    
    
       Did you know that Mr. Adman is also known for his hunting skills? Here's the story....
Our new home has UV rated windows to screen out the sun. This results in highly reflective glass.
       Well, one of the local birds found this disturbing. The bird saw another bird in the window and charged at it. A million times. It's beak started to bleed. We got worried about him. Apparently these birds are territorial and this one, seeing his own reflection, thought that his turf was being compromised.  Our friend Captain Greg loaned Jim his pellet gun:
 
      After a few misses, mission accomplished. The bird was no longer suffering. Us too!


      Fortunately none of the other birds have mimicked this behavior. Maybe they have bad eyesight!


      Now that the bird issue has been laid to rest. Pun. We have moved on to more taxing issues. Like gardening. However, we've decided that spending a fortune on plants without fencing the property is a bad idea. The donkeys came up on the deck and swallowed down one of our ferns. Then munched on some other stuff we planted for dessert. OK, time for plan B. Let's get plants donkeys and goats won't eat. Like cactus. Our friends the Taquard's are putting in a new pool and had a bunch of plants to give us for free.  So we got to work planting. Maybe the donkeys and goats won't notice? Anyway, the yellowish plants are supposedly goat proof. And the cactus is, well, cactus. Looks good for now. Fingers crossed.




















      Time for golfing. Golfing? We have no golf course on St. John. Surprise, there is the Skinny Legs-Coral Bay Annual Open. We were paired up with new friends Julie and Mark. The course meanders around the restaurant Skinny Legs. So there were fairways down the main street, through the parking lot, out over the dinghy dock, and into the neighboring baseball field. Jim got a hole in one! Bob got sore hands from hitting the dirt.


    

All along the course were drink stations and food spots. So as we consumed rum punches and hot dogs the play got wilder and wilder. Think of it as miniature golf with an island twist. Or maybe a lemon twist is more accurate. Anyway, we played 'best ball' and there were prizes awarded at the end. We won nothing.


      Also, there were prizes for the best 'golfing' outfit. Bob put together a natty combination of plaid shorts and a striped shirt. With the addition of a polka dot bow tie to complete the country club look. Like the white golf shoes and straw hat?

       We have been entertaining like crazy. We assume everyone is having fun and enjoying our new place. Party, party, party! Does this man look happy?    ( At least he's out of the sun. )