Thursday, June 16, 2011
My morning routine is to feed and walk Baxter, let him back into the bus and then drive up to the Community Center to make use of the nearest newspaper vending machine. Yesterday morning was a bit earlier than usual and the air was the clearest it has been since we arrived so I brought the camera. When we were stationed here forty years ago, the number of deer in the herds of mule deer must have totaled over a hundred. They have 18,000 acres of protected, irrigated grazing rights. Hardly a day went by without seeing some. If an approaching motorist flashed his headlights, it wasn't alerting you to a radar trap. It meant that there were deer in the road. For some reason, the numbers have declined greatly. They are still here, as the picture shows, but this was the first one I've seen.
I also took a shot through the trees into the cadet area. The field house and athletic facilities are in the foreground with the academic buildings and chapel in the background. Last evening, classmate and friend, Buzzy Glenn, joined us for supper as Brita was spending time with her mother in California who was undergoing some surgery. We had a big meal of grilled steaks, Durelle's rice pilaf, a salad, and a pan of sauteed zucchini, squash, onions and garlic. Then we watched the Bruins win their third straight seventh game to clinch the Stanley Cup. The Red Sox are leading the division. Along with the Patriots and the Celtics, Boston is a pretty fair sports town.