I'm in awe of those spider photos. Mine never turn out that well.
And it sounds like you ARE taking good care of yourself and that leg, to the extent that the goats will let you -- fence mending, counting heads, tricking them back into the barn with food, finding the Lost One.

What's this silliness about lacking a narrative?

You certainly provided one here, with an assortment of photos from pond scum as art to Jeckyl all alone in a big barn to spiders and .... not a murder of crows, but an unkindness of ravens.
You're a born writer.
It's because you don't have to work at it that you imagine you're not really writing. You just tell us about your day, and in the process, your words spin out and come together with the precision and beauty of a spider web. And I do love spider webs.
Thank you for sharing the images and the words! If ever you worry you're just wasting your time, I'll counter that with "Well, @carolkean is just a big old waste of time, eh?"
I love all your posts!