On my way home I went for an enormous detour through the forest to visit the tadpoles pond. There was a dead mole on the middle of the forest road, so I moved this poor little feller to the side.
Later, after a bend I ran across two very beautiful and large deer on the forest path. I immediately stopped and they stood around for 5-10 seconds looking at me before they slowly walked into the forest. Unfortunately, my camera was in the backpack. No chance, lighting would have been brilliant, though.
Stepped in shit while peeing in the forest on the way home. Oh such irony…
I got myself a new workshop rag. When I just stripped my sweat-soaked shirt after a bike ride I ripped a giant hole into it at the back. It already had some holes in the front that I sewed up in the past.