Saturday, January 31
Deers R us
There are fewer things that scream WINTER as much as a deer in the snow. I was fortunate enough to see one the other day, while I was driving over a damn bridge. I glanced to my left, where the sun was so beautifully hitting snow covered pine-trees, and there, in all its magnificence, was a deer. Sweet.
I saw another one last night coming home from handball practice. This encounter, however, wasn’t so peaceful as I almost mowed the scumbag down. Had I not been going uphill and had I not see it on the other side of the road, I might not have been ready for it and able to pull up (just) in time. I really believed I was going to have to replace the front of the borrowed car I was driving…
