The sun is up at 8:55am, but the sky’s still stunning.
The errands list took us to the hardware store, where I found rocks…well, not quite…just rock-shaped salt licks. Around here, we no longer need a salt lick to draw deer; some are traipsing through morning and evening, plus sleeping here overnight.
And, in the back of the store, a fake moose and an oversized advertizing hat.