Meet Hal.
Actually, I don't know what his name is, I just know where he lives.
I guess in honor of Whitetail Deer Season and for want of any other reason to post a deer head on my blog, here he is.
Hal watches over me as I sleep.
He used to wear many ties, but now just leans against the wall.
Squeamish readers should be thrilled that I didn't post the actual movie footage I took of Hal. Didn't know the camera setting was awry. Trust me, the shuddering deer in the flickering light accompanied by the sound of breathing and the pitter patter of dog paws could've shown up in your nightmares.
The last gasp of fall foliage coated in winter's icy grasp.
And if you've followed my E-Bay comforter obsession you may recognize my prize. Yes, the set looks even better than I'd hoped on my very
own bed.
