It’s so odd that, sometimes, something outside will catch either my eye or Motor Man’s. Most of the time, it’s very subtle, but we just know something is different.
That was the case one afternoon last week.
I glanced out of our bedroom window to see this sweet deer, very well camouflaged, relaxing by the marsh grass.
I’m happy that they feel secure enough in our yard to (somewhat) let down their guard. But I know how quickly this one would have leapt through that grass had it been alarmed.
~These Days Of Mine~
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