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*Sploosh*
I awoke yesterday to a very odd sound; took me a while to sort out direction and source.
Turns out a couple of mama deer had brought their fawns down to the pond, and the fawns were plunging and splashing and generally having a great old time. I got to watch them frolicking for about ten minutes before their moms said it was time to move on. As they left, a blue heron (or reasonable facsimile) came stalking across the pond edge to see if they'd stirred up anything interesting. One of the fawns turned back briefly to check him out, but quickly lost interest in the motionless bird and scampered off.
Turns out a couple of mama deer had brought their fawns down to the pond, and the fawns were plunging and splashing and generally having a great old time. I got to watch them frolicking for about ten minutes before their moms said it was time to move on. As they left, a blue heron (or reasonable facsimile) came stalking across the pond edge to see if they'd stirred up anything interesting. One of the fawns turned back briefly to check him out, but quickly lost interest in the motionless bird and scampered off.