Sammich, Finally

I’ve been holding a bottle of a mojo marinade for a long time.  I finally used it on this pork shoulder.  Just poured it into the pan with a bunch of garlic and several very coarsely chopped onions.Poked holes in the meat, shoved in more garlic, and loaded this into a 220° oven all night.  I waited till evening because I wanted to make sure that the 12 hour auto-shutoff was disabled.  Still going this morning so we’re good, there.Drain the fat and chop it up:
Our peppers are almost done, I do have a few of those little bitty red peppers but the Kroger garden is going to have  to do  for a while.  Winter gets its  turn.The mojo sauces are citrus-y sorts of things, I wondered how it would go with a drizzle of habanero orange.  I liked it a lot, YMMV.

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Sweet Ducks

For some reason over the past few weeks, the ducks have decided I’m their person. They’ve always wanted me to pick them up at night, carry them to the coop and give them a scritch before putting them up for the night. But much like finicky cats, I had to chase them down to get all that done.

Now, they come to the patio door for treats, eat food out of my hands and often run over to me when I come outside (and OMG, watching those little legs running will brighten any day).

We are having a horrible raccoon problem and they also now see the dogs as their heroes, as they chase those meanies out of the yard.

Ducks sure make a yard cheery.



 

Squirrelly

One thing I’ve discovered when I had ducks the first time – wildlife seems to think your yard is the safe place to hang out. Even with the big dogs.

This morning, a very young squirrel was walking around the garden, and I tried to shoo her away. She jumps on the fence, scurries over to me until we are eye to eye. She sits up with hands folded. Then I get the head tilt.

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