This morning we were rudely awoken at 3. There was quite a ruckus in the back yard. It was a bear. The camera was in the car, and so there are no pictures of this fellow. Since there was, simultaneously, a ruckus going on in the neighbor's yard, we did not go out to get the camera, figuring that there was more than one of the animals in the area. Our bear was a good size one, with both ears tagged, which meant that he has had previous experience with the game commission. Tim thinks that he is probably a 'bad bear', one who has learned to survive on garbage, and has forgotten how to forage. This means that no matter how many times he is moved, he will head back out of the woods looking for garbage.
We have had a nice weekend, so far. Quiet. Lots of handholding. Yesterday, we went garage saling and found some things for the grandchild on the way. We went out to a just opened pizza shop in an out of the way place, and enjoyed a vegetable pizza. This new shop is a very bare bones operation, but I watched the owners tenderness with a obviously challenged man. He came in, excited about his sheriff star. "Got my badge," he said, repeatedly, pulling on his shirt. And we all congratulated him. Just to see the patience of everyone as they zipped around, trying to get the pizzas done, at the same time, listening kindly to the man with the sheriff's badge...it was kind of heartwarming really, and since I love to watch kindness, I found myself hoping that this struggling new business 'makes it'.
That's it really. What a nice weekend this has been. To think! We still have a full day in front of us. Church, a party, and then home to plan a day trip for next Friday.