Sunday, August 29, 2010

Fun on Sunday Morning

I lay in bed this morning and listened to the rain ticking on the metal roof. I little wave of satisfaction drifted across my mind. After all, it was the soothing sound of raindrops gently tapping the tin like a steel drum, that was the deciding factor between metal and shingles.
I eased out of bed, poured a cup of steaming coffee, and headed out to the screen porch.
We have Adirondack beach chairs with flat armrests as wide as boat paddles. I placed my coffee down, laid my head back and blissed out.
While I sat there, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye.  We have a deer that frequently comes up and eats bird seed out of our feeders and drinks from our fountain, so I thought it was probably her. 
I slowly turned my head and I saw three deer instead of one. It was a mama deer with two spotted fawns that were smaller than most of our dogs. 
They didn't notice me on the porch and they put on a show. It looked like the two baby deer were playing tag. They dodged, jumped and bucked like rodeo horses. 
The mama deer got in on the fun and showed the youngun's a few maneuverer's.  Apparently they were enjoying the rain too.
It rained on and off for most of the day which was a gift. The temps have moderated a little but it has been many days without rain and the ground was getting harder than cold grits.
My only regret this morning is that I didn't have my video camera to capture the frolicking wildlife. I think you would have enjoyed the show too.


  1. That sounds to me like it was something worth getting up for. I guess it wouldn't have happened if you did have the camera, thats just the way of life.

  2. Hey Rob,
    I suspect you're right. What kind of dogs do you have there?

  3. I've just been blog-hopping and came across your blog in one of those wonderful serendipitous happenings.

    Our local wild deer (I live in rural Wales, UK) are mostly Roe Deer, but we don't often see them as their favourite tract of woodland got decimated for firewood by the farmer who owned it.

  4. Contrary to popular thought, it is not possible to photograph or video every single wonderful moment of your life.

    What a gift!


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