Salt

My neighbors brought me the best home warming present a girl could hope for: a compost bin. I mean a deer lick. They also brought me the first item, but since it's still just filled with rotting watermelon rinds and coffee grounds, it rates second. The deer here are uncomfortably unafraid of both people and cars. This is nerve racking, but I have been in awe of the fawn that come so close. More amazingly, my neighbors saw two bucks near the salt lick butting antlers! I'm sure their struggle looked similar to that of these two:

Walton Ford

Since Netflix went up, this is Wednesday night entertainment here. I'll provide the window and um, you can bring popcorn.