It's the last full weekend of my first year of retirement. A perfect weekend. Saturday morn we boogied over to the rental house to meet up with the tenants moving out. After lunch at home, we went to The Ranch to clean up the firewood debris with the Kubota, now here from Arkansas. It was fun to watch Eddie work on it. We loaded a truck bed of cedar rounds to take home and had a beer while visiting on the deck with the folks. A good movie after a tasty dinner of leftovers.
I was freaked out as I closed the chicken's door for the night. It was a dark dark night. I wandered up the hill with my arm out to catch the post or tree because I couldn't see. As I began closing the door and heard frenzied crashing all around the coop. I quickly realized it was a deer. "Oh my gosh, I'll be trampled," I thought. What to do? I kept myself behind the open gate and frantically called for Fred to come. My heart was beating outside my chest. The poor little critter was jumping up and leaping out trying to escape, but the fencing is all around the chicken compound. Finally it found the open gate and escaped. We have a doe and and mother with twin fawns that have been seen pretty much daily here. I hope I didn't scare her off. I love seeing the deer, even though they do eat my flowers.
Sunday morn we did a Beemer ride on the back roads to Wheatland where we had an amazing lunch at Mi Pueblito. While Fred went over to the rental to work, I set up the invoice template for the new business and got the wireless printer working. I worked on phone tutorials to help me with my new toy. I also looked at the darling pics Cora sent. Boy, this computer is a significant part of each day.
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