Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Year of the deer

We hate their destructive ruminant ways, but the salt block we have out behind the house sends a different message. This summer we've gotten almost used having two pairs of doe and fawn spend the afternoon relaxing in our back yard, but yesterday they were joined by two more fawns on a frolic of their own--a total of six!

If I were a poet, I'd write a poem about it. But wait, somebody already has.

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