Yesterday, I got home ahead of everybody as usual, but there was no cooking to do for a change since the crockpot had done all the work.
GOOD CROCKPOT! GOOD BOY!
The very first thing I did was take my camera from inside the air conditioned (78) house and set it out on the porch to acclimate to the ambient conditions. Once you've missed a few amazing shots because your camera fogged up when you took it outside, this becomes routine.
So, with a spring sun still blazing and a gentle breeze blowing, it seemed perfectly reasonable to go sit on the porch for a few minutes with a box of Cheezit crackers and my two old dogs.
I have a system that keeps me from eating too many of these wonderfully, cheesy little squares at one time.
The dogs help me with this ... ONE FOR FLOUNDER, ONE FOR FEATHER, ONE FOR ME, ONE FOR FLOUNDER, ...ad infinitum, or at least until they are gone.
Just as we finished the last of the Cheezits, some motion in the front yard forest caught my eye.
A doe and her brand new twins were creeping between me and the pond. I got up slowly and quietly, waded through the slobbering dogs who had not quite figured out that the Cheezits were actually gone, and moved quietly to the glider bench ten feet away.
That is where my camera sat ... hopefully acclimated and fog free.
The camera was ready and I braced myself against a porch post for what turned out to be a pretty long shot. By that time the deer were hidden in the front woods, but they had been moving toward my driveway, so I focused my attention there and waited.
Sure enough, Momma and her gorgeous promises crossed the sandy track we call a driveway. Once they crossed, they entered a thicker area of brush, so I did not pursue ... plus, I didn't want to harass them. PFHQ is a deer nursery this time of year and I love that.
Well, that was a nice start to my afternoon.
I had some new datil pepper plants to stick in the newly deer proofed garden, so I got out of my nerdy teacher clothes and dressed for dirt.
As it turned out, it was just an appetizer for what awaited me later that afternoon.
Of course, that's another post, but here's a clue.
The animals involved could be answered on this particular day with, " Well, the crockpot did".
Stew on that conundrum and I'll share the answer tomorrow.