I usually don’t get spooked by coyotes but there is a large group passing behind us. By the howling sounds, I would guess 100 yards or so. Bruno is YANKING on the leash towards home. I agree – we’re out of here.

(Two on our right, one to our left rear. Howling to each other.)

Bruno: Come on Dad, 3 of them against me. That’s not fair – they need more guys.

Adeline: Oh look TWO owls. Let’s get a picture.

Owls: HOOT HOOT HOOT

Me: Adeline, let’s go. They are getting ready to eat Bruno.

Bruno: oblivios.

I was just getting used it hitting the 80s by lunch and now it is a blustery 59. No wonder everyone is getting sick.

Brrrrrr, where’s my jacket?

Chris and I have a bunch of new covers. We start rehearsals this week.

63 degrees at 4:30. It’s gonna be a hot one.

Brookhaven stump jumper in the ravine. Brookhaven Retriever in route for tow.

Dozer hooking up to 5-6-2.