Six deer crossed the road right in front of me. I could not believe it but I was driving slowly and it was dawn or close to it. They appeared to be all does with one half grown fawn. I always slow down further when a deer crosses my path. There is often more to follow and I certainly do not want to hit any so I become extra cautious when one crosses my path.

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.

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.