Clay heads

Got home from work to a sweltering house, jumped on the mountain bike and worked up a sweat. Last night while walking through the woods I happened on a few deer. One buck I've been running into quite regularly has a pretty nice rack. It isn't spooked by humans and allows you to get pretty close. I haven't seen any of the three moose, that roam the woods around here, in the past few weeks. Last night I talked to a homeless guy who is pulling all his worldly possessions in an improvised wagon camper. We talked for a while and I filled up his water bottles for him. He decided to sell everything and live out of this tarp on a small trailer until he feels like joining society again. After the economy gets better (to use his words) and after the mess in Iraq is over as well. I gave him some ideas on where to stay that would be off the beaten path and out of the eyes of those who might do him harm. By eleven thirty PM he was gone slowly dragging on down the road...I wish him luck.