The doe's in front. Mark her well...you're going to see her again.
On January 29, I spotted a fawn in the meadow along our driveway just before dark. It looked like an Ewok to me. I couldn't miss that black brisket in the gloaming!
Being a doe, she decides to investigate, and she moves forward a bit to get a better look at me as I stand perfectly still, my camera to my eye. She can't make me out very well. Good Lord. What a beauty she is!
I have no right to expect it, but I hold my ground and am thrilled when they stop and whirl around to have one last look back at me. What luck! I get all three in one photo again. Now I know that I've got two sets of photos of The Blackbriskets. And all I want is to see them again. I'm dying to photograph that doe in decent light. I've never seen anything quite like her. The word "Perfect" comes to mind.
|Smuggled this back from Brattle Square Florist in Cambridge MA in early December. Couldn't leave it there.|
|Gardenia "Golden Magic" whose flowers age to bright yellow, who smells divine, a grocery store find from last spring.|
Bloom where you're planted.