I slept okay last night, and wasn’t in any rush to get out of bed this morning. Eventually I did though, and drove around campus for a bit. I stopped at Green’s View before going to see the goats, but they were in the barn. I returned to the cottage, read, napped, ate, read some more, then went back to see the goats again. This time they were out, and accompanied by the farm director. I chatted with her for a long while. She said that the dwarf goats were for therapy.

I went back to the cottage and chilled some more before finally deciding to leave a little before six. I took the back way home, on curvy back roads. Here at the house it isn’t too cold now, but will be later this week.

Luke turns eight months old today. Liz says he is doing very well in Michigan.