weather. I'm sitting on the back porch about to read Jhumpa Lahiri's
The deer ate most of the leaves from the bush we chopped down. It was
blocking the dock. Three baby deer (fawns?) And two adults.
Relations with the family have been good. Usually things can get
testy and there is still time. But we've stuck to making fun of each
other and they've let me mostly hang back. I mostly want to relax
while they are the types to want to do things. I do love them and
this is a nice place to hang.
Jason and Amanda get here tonight. Tomorrow will be a day of doing
stuff I'm sure. He's better at gettinng me interested iin
Not reading LJ (this is posted via email) but I am checking the email
and text messages.