Today I saw a fawn for the first time this year.
I had been outside taking photographs for a what’s-blooming-now post. I was thinking about the fact that I hadn’t seen any fawns yet and I was feeling kind of sad thinking that maybe our doe wouldn’t be back.
I came inside and started working with my photos on my computer when out of the corner of my eye I saw an animal run through our front yard and across the drive into the woods where he or she stopped. A fawn! My next move is always to look for the doe who I saw in our yard on this side of the drive.
Oh no. A truck was coming. The doe was clearly distressed, but personal fear overtook her maternal instinct and she ran back from the road. I was terrified the fawn would follow and possibly get hit by the truck. But the story had a happy ending. After the truck left the doe came back and made it across the drive. I don’t know what kind of trouble that fawn might be in, however.
I don’t think this is the same doe we’ve had in the past. She seems younger and isn’t limping. I wonder if she is one of the fawns we’ve seen returning to a childhood playground.
I love watching the fawns.
Unfortunately, the best I could do with a photo is this one of the doe, or the doe’s nose, actually.
So I’ll be on the hunt with my camera to capture the little fawn. It makes for good sport in the long days of summer.
And because I was fooling around with my camera and watching the fawn’s drama, I’m out of time. The other blooming post will have to wait.
Life goes on.