I don’t know what she was thinking. It probably had something to do with what she could do next to entertain herself and her younger cousins.
I do know what I was thinking a few hours later when I stood in that same spot looking at the results of my Corolla’s fight with a deer. I don’t think my thoughts in this case are translatable into words. The Corolla won, it looks like, but the deer got in a pretty good lick.
I don’t have the light or the heart to take a picture of that right now.
Maybe if I had a cute new hat like Boo’s to sling over my shoulder while I shrug this off it would help.