The Visitor

Several days ago we noticed the perenial sweetpea had been reduced from 3 feet to 6 inches overnight. Judging by the tracks in the woodchips, it couldn't have been a rabbit. The imprints suggested somthing much larger and heavier... a deer perhaps? The green space behind our yard extends east to the open prairie. Several winters ago we spotted a few head of deer passing through, but none had ever visited before. Yesterday morning we found more tracks. The lettuce, radishes, and spinach in the raised bed beside the tracks showed no sign that their foliage provided dinner, the footprints are still a mystery. Would love to know what goes on after dark in our yard. Tonight we have covered as much of the garden and pots of flowers as we had tarps and blankets for. Every news channel is issuing tornado warnings with a chance of large hail. The sky is overcast and it is still warm; no signs of anything amiss. We're hoping for the best outcome.

Rain

It hasn't stopped raining all day. Got to use my umbrella which doesn't happen often. Met Dan and Rose at the Galt Museum after my hike under my Emily Carr umbrella. A celebration of the Queen's Diamon Jubilee for which we had to sing God save the Queen. Haven't had to sing that in years. The accompanying music was not so good but the speaker following, Will Ferguson, was hilarious. I could have listened for hours, but alas there was to be more music. I checked out the gift shop and came home. I was almost finished Amy Bright's new book and I had to find out the secret. Alas, I'm finished and now I'm lonesome for the characters. Sometimes I just get very attached. Now to choose another book and always afraid it might not measure up to the last one I read.