meet Raspberry

evacuation, the fourth

The deportation program is up and running again today. At 9 a.m. we got the big enchilada, the huge groundhog mom who would stand on the rock pile and guard the four pups while they browsed. Finally, an apple slice she couldn't resist. She bared her teeth at me. Lunged at the corners of the cage. Laid on her back and tried to chew out. I was half scared for a few moments. In her eyes shame, remorse, regret, but not resignation. At Mascot she was still fighting when I pulled up the trap door an inch and she pushed it far enough to get out and leap into the Mill Stream and paddle away. She'll find the other guys. Now, the runt of the bunch remains to catch. It was watching some of mom's ordeal.

evacuation, the third

Here's the third volunteer, ready to make a deal. But he's now trauma-free, free to associate with his two siblings already deported to Mascot at exactly the same spot. One monster mom and one pup to go!

evening singing martyr hymns

With a soft rain falling on Elizabethtown last evening, I led the Foresingers in a program at a conference on the Martyr's Mirror. After a meal we took the stage at 7:00. Around the table, clockwise starting with closest: David Sauder, Patricia Martin, Lynn Sommer, Sarah Schrock, me, and Joel Alderfer. On the stage notice other two singers: Leon Miller, third from left and Stephanie Horst, second from right.