My husband's voice said...

"Honey, wake up!"
I opened one eye.
"There are deer in the yard!" and he pointed out the window.
I sat up in bed and looked.


"Let me get my camera." I yawned.

I rushed down the stairs, through the dining room, through the kitchen, into the laundry room, grabbed my camera off my computer desk, back through the kitchen, through the dining room [pausing briefly to see if there are any deer eating the landscaping (no? good.)], up the stairs and to the window where I snapped several photos.

7 deer eating what they should
You would think we've never seen deer before.

I climbed back in bed, curled up, and checked the bird's nest.


The high winds yesterday brought down most of it and I feel a little sad that it's gone. And that's when I realized I am 5 years old.