Fire in the stove this morning—windows wide open this afternoon. A few passing clouds in an otherwise clear sky. (Rain needed.) This afternoon, as I was working on something out on the south side of the house, by the sandbox, Pax started growling. I looked up but saw nothing—at first. But then, in the shadows by the woodshed I saw a young deer apparently heading our way. I quickly grabbed Pax, and together we walked toward the ignorant animal, which eventually sauntered off along the Pinebox beach. Uncertain, I let Pax go, but he behaved admirably, just checking out where the deer came from, and not chasing where it went.

Lots of odd jobs today, both inside and out. Peas are finally coming up in the garden. (Rain needed.)