A picture from yesterday. She walked right in front of my car on the way to work! I love the way deer stop to examine the road before crossing it. One can almost hear them puzzling it out: "Is it a creek? Looks like a creek. Don't hear any water though" Head down. "Don't smell any water. Yech. Doesn't taste like water." Tap... Tap, tap with hoof. "Well, that certainly doesn't feel like water. Wonder if I can walk on it." Tentative step. Pause... Second tentative step. Pause... "Feels funny, but it appears to be holding. Let's go for it." All the while I'm watching the doe puzzle out the road I'm frantically patting the passenger seat trying to find my camera. I finally give up and look down at the seat. Of course, it's jammed up into the console. The one place where my hand WASN'T patting. I grab the camera look up and she has crossed the road already!! To shorten this story, I fumble, the camera balks, I mash the shutter button several times, hoping for the best, my rear view mirror reveals a car right behind waiting for me to figure out how to use my gas pedal, and I suddenly remember where I am! On a public road with my car at a complete standstill right in the middle of it! Whoopsie! I am so relived the gentleman behind me did not throw any vulgar gestures my way. I've been getting a lot of that lately. All in all, it was quite an interesting 20 seconds, let me tell ya! And of the 8 pictures I forced the camera to take, I managed to snap one mostly clear shot. Now, on with the FP Report.
We are experiencing another weather holding pattern. Fair skies, cool breezes and high temps hovering in the high 70's to mid 80's. The Front Porch would have been a perfect place to mull over the mornings splendid weather recipe had it not been for the constant flybys and brazen attacks by members of the local Order of the Flying Bloodletter's Society. This club has only three requirements for membership, operational wings, a functioning proboscis and an appetite for blood. Blood which I involuntarily donated this morning.
*HUMPHF!* I feel no need, and stubbornly refuse, to apologize for that one. As for my adorable little visitor this morning,
please, would you and your buddies leave the worms alone and start eating the the pterosaurs? I would be most grateful! Lastly, my wish to you, Fellow Travelers, May your days be free of any encounters with the OFBS and it's blood thirsty members!
