We had a visit by a doe last summer. We spotted her from our kitchen window. I had never seen one in our backyard. Maybe she was attracted by the fruit of the mulberry tree. Several times we spotted the doe around the tract of woods adjacent to our property so I can only surmise it was living there. It was very unusual to see a deer so close to our house. And we saw the doe several times around that tract of land the last few months.

We saw twin fawns with their Mom only a mile from our house. We saw the doe after spotting the fawns. I had a camera but could not figure out how to “capture” the scene. I had never seen twin fawns before. Maybe, next time I will have better command of my camera and will be able to get a picture of such a sight. Nevertheless, the scene will be indelibly etched in our minds. It was one precious moment.

I could not understand why the deer was standing stationary five feet in on the left almost on the crest of the hill. I stopped my car to watch and ten seconds later a fawn walked across the road joining the doe and both deer promptly disappeared into the woods. The doe was signaling her fawn when it was safe to cross.

She talked gently to the doe.  She had backed the car ten feet.  “Look”, she said.  On the left only five feet in was a doe.  It was standing in the tall grass munching.  It did not run away.  The doe stood there and my wife gently and softly whispered to her at least sixty seconds.  My wife commented that the deer had hundreds of flies over her rump.  The deer stood there.  It did not bound into the woods.  Finally we drove off and last we looked it was still in the same spot.

I saw my first baby groundhog.  In fact, there were four of them and they were scurrying to vanish into the undergrowth.  They were tiny–maybe six inches long.  I spotted then on my way home.  I never know exactly what I will see driving home.  Sometimes it is a wild turkey, a fawn or doe.  I never know.  It is usually when I am not paying attention.  I am on the edge of country.