Heard an alarm bark yesterday (who knows the neighbor's dog's barking well enough to know an alarm bark--I need to get out more!), looked out and saw a deer puttering around in our yard. It took five of us to corner and grab the little rascal! Shelley dropped him back over the fence into her yard and he bounded away with his tail in the indignent position....fluffed like a white flag.
Summer has crested and is racing downhill to winter....and I must pull myself up and preserve what I can for cold winter days. I made raspberry jam last week, and was hard put not to open a jar and eat it with a spoon, after tasting the last little bit that didn't fit in the jars.
All in all, I did not do or grow as much as I wanted to this summer, hopefully the lessons learned will last.
We're off to the Denver Bead Ren next week, with loads of discs, and hopefully leaves, Chuck has had more hours at the PO, so fewer leaves are happening...