I know we’re only getting started…but are you still with me?
This morning, while the house was uber-duper-super-duper quiet, I spied a friend. Just as the sun rose, our backyard, which has been a haven for dear deer for years and years picked up a New Year’s dear deer visitor.
(I have now officially tested your patience and it’s only the first day of the New Year, dear readers. May I claim sleep deprivation, once again, as the culprit? 😉)
Our first deer of the new year was a shy girl. I could barely move a muscle as I maneuvered from my comfy spot to grab my phone. She gazed at me as I grumbled and mumbled, trying not to spill hot coffee on myself.
Stalwart like a dear deer statue, she watched me. So I watched her and eventually she turned her gaze from the goofy lady with the bad, bad bedhead to one of the lone and solitary apples on the ground. No doubt frosty from the cold snap and snow we experienced yesterday but she was un-deer-terred. She munched and when she finished, she gave me another long look as I snapped her photo.
I’m giving you two versions…my first glimpse (where I nearly tossed my caffeine in my lap – see pic on the left – above) and her close up, glamour shot, to the right. Same gaze. Same dear, dear deer.
When my dad died many moons ago, I fancied deer sightings on holidays and momentous days – his birthday, mine, the start of the new year – as heralds of good fortune and this morning’s visitor? She didn’t disappoint.
Hello, papa. Thanks for sending a dear one to greet me. Hugs and love to all as we begin a new year…from me and my morning friend.
Vicki 😊
Interested in more about me? I’ve written a book about my mom’s complicated life and my resiliency, despite the challenges: “Surviving Sue”. I’m pleased to have great reviews on Amazon and Goodreads…and I welcome more.
Victoria Ponders 
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