June 1st a Sunday

You've had these days. I just didn't feel like getting up and doing anything. It was kind of muggy, and again, storms threatening. My dog Jake and I watched the Nascar race, the Dover Sprint 400. On lap 19 about half the field is in a big wreck. I don't think anybody got hurt. 381 laps to go. Never mow grass when it's wet. Well, we got light showers and it had cooled off. My allergies don't get me when it's wet. So I mowed. In the middle of mowing, in the middle of the airstrip, I stopped and shut down. This is what I saw: A fairly big doe was just frozen, staring at me. I was between her and the herd which was against the tree line. The sunset was spectacular, an orange ball sitting on the horizon sinking fast. Windows in the distant east were pure gold. To the south a very large rainbow. And I thought last night was pretty! G.A.I.