Saturday was one of my favorite kind of days. A bit gloomy. Chilly. Relaxed.
Reuben took a walk in the woods to hunt down some deer. When he came in from the wet and cold we had homemade chicken noodle soup for lunch.
After lunch we went to town and Reuben helped me pick out some yarn for a hat I’m planning on knitting.
When we got home we decided to take another walk to see if we could sneak up on any deer. The conditions were perfect: a fine, constant mist of rain kept everything moist and there seemed to be a hush all around.
Carefully walking through the woods, trying to make as little noise as possible, we came upon two does. A buck was what we were looking for, so they got away.
What’s your favorite kind of day?