This morning I got up in the darkened house when Livvie woke up at 644. I got her out of her crib and carried her into the living room where I put her down. The first thing she did, as always, was to go over to the windows and put her hand on the blinds asking me to open them.
I started turning the rod and to my surprise there was a giant head not 2 1/2 feet away from my face. I finished opening the blinds, both of them, and revealed to me were three does standing in my front yard while the traffic whizzed by in the background.
A person knows that a deer is a large animal, but one doesn't really "get" it until a deer is that close. They're massive. I could never understand how their tiny legs could hold up a couple of thousand pounds, and now that I've been this close I still don't get it.
I grabbed my camera and ran to the kitchen door and opened it and stepped out. When I peeked over the deck railing two of the deer were playing, bouncing back and forth at each other, play bowing like dogs, simply having a blast. Somehow I gave myself away, because they immediately stopped and started to make a run for the back yard. The third deer continued to stand over by the cedar tree, and I aimed my camera and hit the zoom button. That's when one of the other deer came back and apparently somehow communicated that there was "danger" nearby, and they all took off into the back yard where they ran into the woods.
There are times when beauty happens and you don't get to share it. It's somewhat disappointing, but at the same time it leaves you with a selfish feeling of ownership, as if the moment was only yours. I guess this will have to have been my moment, because as much as I wanted to share it with you all, all I can offer are words.
Have a great Tuesday. Try to find some beauty in it.