While leaving church I noticed the queen's buggy had been hit. The Lord moves in mysterious ways but gracefully. Not so much here on earth with our fellow villagers. A note would have been nice. Even better not to hit it. But there it is.
Later, while riding the geezer glide suddenly two fawns came busting across the road diagonally. No time to react. I collided with the leader. Sadly, we killed the deer. By God's grace we stayed upright and I was able to safely stop the bike. The lower flaring was broken and I noticed the front brakes do not work now when I first apply them. They will if I let off and grab them again. I suffered a small bruise on my shine while the queen was okay. Shaken and a strange mix of gratitude the deer was small and we did not crash. She wishes we did not harm the deer. Least it did not suffer.
We decided maybe a boring night at home may be in order.
On another note, Let Freedom Ring! Happy Forth of July friends!