Last night we moved our Casita trailer to the back of the farm. As we stopped the pick-up truck, an antlered buck came charging toward us at full speed. Apparently the truck lights blinded him; about 20 feet away, he veered and disappeared into the soybean field. We thought we were going to be assaulted!
Stars came out one by one and a new moon appeared. Coyotes howled nearby. In the cool breeze, we seemed hundreds of miles away from home instead of a couple of miles down the road. A good night to escape Wall Street worries, political campaigns, local courtroom dramas.
We awoke to the sound of cows by the nearby pasture fence curiously observing us. A retreat that renewed the soul.
