1. Neighbor W. gives us a box of beautiful, locally grown peaches (and four nectarines) he brought back from Saunders Brothers. They are still hard and will be just the correct ripeness when all the family returns this weekend to help eat them.
2. Henri and I went for a very nice evening walk. Passing the Christmas tree farm, I played around with the idea of bringing a tree home and decorating it while Christmas music plays in the background. I tried to guess how much effort it would take for me to exhort the Christmas spirit to fill my house around the summer solstice. I decided I could never make it work. My imagination isn't that big.
3. Even through the dense undergrowth, I can see where a well-worn deer path breaks out onto the road. I suppose these paths are used from one generation of deer to the next, making some of them quite ancient.