The bear

I was almost at the last hill before getting to Litchfield this Sunday when a black bear crossed the road in front of me.

I slammed on the brakes and didn't hit it and it ran up the hill on the right side of the road.

Freaked me out!

I almost hit a bear!

I didn't tell anyone at church about it because I didn't want to jinx my trip back to Cheshire and foxes.

And it took me a day to even tell Bern.

What a weird, almost out-of-body experience.

A bear!!!

My Lord!!!