9/3/15 – It was a steamy morning. Rhonda opened the front door slowly and whispered, “There is a deer in the front yard.”
“Really?” I jumped up front my kitchen table slumber and tip towed next to her. The doe was there, a majestic creature – nibbling on apples which had fallen from our tree. We watched and she noticed us; but she wasn’t alarmed. Not much anyway. She trotted over to the end of the kept grass and suddenly, her child, a fawn we had not noticed, came running from the field. The fawn almost tackled her mother but then went straight to suckling.
I ran upstairs for my camera. I tried shots from the upstairs window but there is a screen. The camera wouldn’t focus. By the time I made it downstairs with the camera they had moved next to the corn field. They paused in the area of the bench the grand kids and I made last summer. Here are the photos I was able to get.