Hunting season is now upon us. No wonder the deer are closing in on my house. I checked outside about 6 pm the other day and the deer were surrounding the house. They really are cute - aren't they? 
Of course they are in the front (read "tall grasses") when the sun goes down. Nothing like pulling into the drive at twilight and seeing several pairs of eyes staring back at you.Well, the pundits on both sides have spoken re: Peace Prize. I guess I beat the rush with my last post. Nice to be justified by the full political spectrum (including, I might add, the President himself).
Birthdays this week: Uncle is 92 and Mom is 87. Both are remarkably healthy for their ages. When life spans such as these are encountered it makes you wonder if (a) you will be in their statistical set and (b) if so, what will you be like at that age. I hope my health is great (although that isn't too likely - I don't eat ice cream 5 or 6 days each week, don't drink 2% milk every day, and don't balance my dinners daily), but I would also hope that the brain functioning remains ahead of the curve. Guess we will have to wait another 25 years or so to see if that comes to pass.
"Old age is not so bad when you consider the alternatives." - Maurice Chevalier (1888 - 1972)
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