This afternoon John wanted me to drive him out to the ranch to see if the deer proof fence has progressed. It hasn't, and I guess his interest reverts to his cows. Maybe the new owner will want him to move them when the fence is complete. He may have his own cattle or he may plan to put exotic deer there for hunting, remains to be seen. When John had his fill of fences we turned to go back toward home. It was raining off and on but all of a sudden it seemed God had turned a lake upside down on us. It was scary driving but afraid to stop until I found a business to pull into to let the deluge subside. It didn't. When we got perfectly even with a telephone pole with two big black birds perched on it. Maybe Buzzards or Hawks. At this point I'm watching where I'm driving. As we were even with the pole the biggest clap of thunder sounded and mean streaked lighting lit up the sky. I don't know who was the most scared and jumped the highest but those birds few off so fast they must have thought someone was shooting at them, big, black wings flapping. My heart was racing and John may have needed clean underwear. My I-pad was on the seat beside me and not on, but those birds would have made a good video.