Last night as evening approached Faith pointed out that we had a few visitors in the back yard. She's familiar with them as they were regular visitors when I was living in Nebraska last Summer.

The group of seven deer consists of three doe and four fawns. They didn't spook very easily, even when I slid open the back door and started snapping photos from the deck. I may have been able to get even closer, on the same level as them, if I'd been wearing shoes and the ground wasn't still snow covered. As it was the closest doe looked up when the camera shutter fired and then thought about maybe panicking when I added my usual "Hey, deer, how's it going?" Instead, it turned around just in time to dodge one of the fawns who'd turned frisky and was dancing around on semi-wooden fawn legs.

Faith both likes and hates the deer. She turned to me, as the deer maneuvered through bramble and left the yard, saying, "They are dropping ticks everywhere!"