We were returning from our early morning jaunt to the lake.
(for a half hour or so, the RG casts his line along the shore.
I wander around with my camera.)
As we approached our driveway, the RG stopped on the road.
Right to our left,
were a white-tailed doe and her fawn.
were a white-tailed doe and her fawn.
She took a long look at our big red truck
and then slowly moved forward behind some pine trees.
We drove slowly past our house knowing
she would appear a little further up the road.
We weren't disappointed. There she was prancing along.
And wouldn't you just know . . .
the scene was complete with 'a fence'.
