It’s starting to feel a little “Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom” here in our neck of Old Greenwich.
Just about every day one or two family of deer come to visit, and we have a staring contest for awhile.
Some mornings I roll up the blinds at 5:30 to find a doe and her fawn curled up in the back yard. This morning the two of them ambled through for a brief visit.
Sometimes just the fawn is out there, sent out to explore the world.
But lately, another doe and her three fawns have been stopping by.
Clearly, our back yard is THE vacation hot spot if you are a deer.
This morning, the three fawns took shelter from a thunderstorm under our neighbor’s trampoline. Later, I stood transfixed as they chased each other, wrestled and played. They had me laughing aloud with their antics.
Later their mom returned and they were much less rambunctious.
When I got up from the laptop to make lunch, I presumed they’d been gone for hours, but this is the scene that greeted me through the kitchen window: