i need a goat!

Truly, I do!
Maybe two goats would be best, as they could keep each other company whilst they keep my yards in check.
Then I wouldn't need a new lawnmower!
What brought to mind these beasts?
Well, the Savannah Stage Company performed a free play today, out at Forsyth Park, and it had four goats in it!
It had a troll, too, and a very lively frog.
(smile!)
The relatively new work, "Billy, Goat, Gruff: The Musical", lasted about an hour, and basically followed the story arc in this synopsis, rather than the traditional folk tale.

For instance, this four-goat family has a mom, named Melody, there near center stage.
Here, they're giving the preamble, "Once Upon A Time", while the play's actual lyricist, Ben Mackel, observes from the audience's perspective.
(That's him, on the left, dark blue shirt, tan cap.)
The frog is there on the right, in the pale green shorts.
(Nice touch, right?)

Sadly, after the intro we find that mom has died and the family is starving on their grass-poor side of the mountains.
The youngest, Billy, wants to follow Mom's advice to travel to the other side of the mountains to find the "Pasture of Paradise", but older brother Goat and Dad Gruff laugh it off as a lullaby.

What they don't know is that a hungry Troll guards the pasture.
And just what does this creature want to eat?
"Filthy Hordes of Goats", of course!
(What a fantastic, beastly, growly, delicious song!)
Hearing that a goat is heading his way, Troll dispatches Frog to lead the kid in.
(Get it? LOL!)

Lo and behold, just as Billy is wondering "Which Way Should I go?", Frog shows up to help the kid out.
What a nice Frog - not!
And who shows up as Billy is tripping over the rickety bridge?
The Troll, of course!
But he eventually allows little Billy to pass, with the promise of bigger goats - meaning bigger feasts! - soon to follow.

Soon enough, older brother is following in the littler one's hoofsteps, trip-trip-tripping over that bridge.
The Troll had been napping, but Frog rouses him somewhat.
Still in a stupor, Troll demands a tune from the trespasser... then drifts back to sleep as Goat sings his mom's lullaby.
Nice trick, that was!

Finally, Gruff caught up with the Billy and Goat, taking his turn on the swaying bridge, tromp-tromp-tromp!
Troll is done with allowing this horde to cross over to the pasture.
Time to do battle!
But Billy calls a halt to the squabble, wanting to know the connection between Troll and the lullaby their mom would sing to them.

Through a memory sequence,
we see Troll and Melody playing in their youth.
Then, Melody left to have a family, but never returned, breaking her promise to Troll.
Troll relents though when he finds she has died ... and they all lived happily ever after!
"Snip Snap Snout", y'all -
this tale's told out!
Hard to believe an hour had passed!
Bravo to all!


What to do next?
Well, it was that time of year again.
The SCAD Sidewalk Arts Contest had been held earlier, so why not take a stroll and enjoy the new decor on the sidewalks hither and yon?
So, hither and yon I strolled for about an hour, until it was too dark to take photos.
After all, that's what I do, right?
Right!
(smile)

And, of course, the first one I came upon was
directly relevant to all the yard work at my
house for the past week!
Plus, it was a delightful pun: "MOWzart"!
Right place, right time!

Oh, look!
It's the tiny dancer from my bedside table,
out in the world and dancing her heart out!
Now worries, though...
she was home again by the time I returned!
(smile)

Bees...
in...
space!
You know, like the "Pigs in Space" skits on
"The Muppet Show"?
Seriously, there's a science fiction tale that needs to be written about an apiary on Mars!

This drawing, of two boys on a beach,
also seems to have a story within.
I could positively hear the boy on the
right ask the boy on the left, "What
did you find?"
Can't you hear them?

I love the idea of education as a type of pollination!
This year has marked four decades of the Savannah College of Art and Design helping artists of all stripes bring their dreams to fruition.
(Hey, see what I did there? I used their mascot to weave a little bit of the old bee magic!
Go ahead, groan, but you know you liked it!)

I know I liked this!
What a cheerful take on little Bob the Minion - the one most childlike in his perspective on life - using his foot to hold down his bright balloon.
Why is he stepping on the string?
So he can wave hello, you silly rabbit!
And why is Carl the Minion's face on the balloon?
Because he always says "Bee do, bee do"!
(smile!)