It was the first time since I moved here–twelve years ago–I actually saw a doe come to our backyard. My wife spotted it first and then with an hush called me to the back window. Its ears perked up when the doe heard our voice. It probably was feeding on our mulberries. I ran to get my camera but it was gone by the time I made it back. That was a thrill for both of us seeing a deer in our backyard.

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