Life in the Bristolwood

Today is Mother’s Day here in the United States, so to all the mothers reading, no matter what part of the world you find yourself in, Happy, Happy Mother’s Day!

It was on Mother’s Day, 2003, that I found myself scurrying about outside, gathering little sticks and branches to use as kindling for a fire in the woodstove. It was raining and a right miserable day! As I walked along one of the paths in the woods, I came upon a small piece of Fabric lying in front of me.  My mind wandered, wondering what the kids were doing with fabric….my fabric!….in the woods!

As I moved closer, I realized that what I was seeing was *not* fabric…..there, at my feet, lay the tiniest little fawn! I stood, peering down upon this perfect little animal, it’s eyes and ears seeming ridiculously huge for the tiny body. It didn’t move a muscle, but looked up at me; I just stood, feeling as though I was looking upon something so very “sacred”….

Since then, I have seen fawns……that same year, I nearly stepped on another one out front along a path. However, I never saw the likes of one seen on that very special Mother’s Day.

It was then that I purposed to always have a camera in my pocket, as my greatest regret was that I was not able to capture that precious experience….only in my mind and with words that seem so bankrupt!

So, I will leave you with a fawn I did capture in June of 2004. This little one was nestled in tall grass beside the drainage ditch in our side “yard”.  It was found there for a few days, and every time I saw it, each time was just so exciting!