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Wow, too peaceful.
A few days ago, I took Max for a walk behind our house – across the (now frozen) salt marsh. As we neared the end, where it abuts another street, there out of the trees came a fairly large female deer. We stood there watching each other for a minute, until a hawk flew out of a snowbank from the left. I had to catch myself. Sometimes I still can’t believe I live here. Literally a world away from West Philadelphia.
That looks lovely! I mean it looks kind of bleak in a lovely way.
snow…sigh…I long for just a day of beautiful whiteness 🙂 love the photo!
“Day 10. The deer are still watching. Watching, always watching …”
Connie, the snow bank is always whiter. Trust me – I love it, but MAN would it be nice to feel the sun sizzling on my skin. Or at least ON MY SKIN. I’m having to wear so many layers I look like the kid in Christmas Story.
“I can’t put my arms down Ralphie!”
I must note, it is exceedingly funny to me – that we have moved north and for the first time in YEARS Philly is getting more snow than Maine. Well – not quite, but they seem to be getting hammered!
Looks like our back yard! When were you here? Whilst we were at work?
We were in Twinsburg Ohio last weekend.
so close…had I know, I would have gone to my parents house to be a hop, skip and a jump away.. they are in a city called Hudson..
Love the deer..