June 17th, 56º

Flynn and I go to Prentiss line. He's preoccupied with scents. We head back towards the house and Flynn sees a baby hare. It hopped into the high grass on side of the road. I didn't see it but Flynn did. He almost caught it but didn't notice it hopping down the road while he's still searching the grass. I was wrong about the year we went to brother Bill's property, it was 2016, not 2017. That the picture of me and the brothers in his field.