Fun on Sunday Morning

I lay in bed this morning and listened to the rain ticking on the metal roof. I little wave of satisfaction drifted across my mind. After all, it was the soothing sound of raindrops gently tapping the tin like a steel drum, that was the deciding factor between metal and shingles.

I eased out of bed, poured a cup of steaming coffee, and headed out to the screen porch.

We have Adirondack beach chairs with flat armrests as wide as boat paddles. I placed my coffee down, laid my head back and blissed out.

While I sat there, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye.  We have a deer that frequently comes up and eats bird seed out of our feeders and drinks from our fountain, so I thought it was probably her. 

I slowly turned my head and I saw three deer instead of one. It was a mama deer with two spotted fawns that were smaller than most of our dogs. 

They didn't notice me on the porch and they put on a show. It looked like the two baby deer were playing tag. They dodged, jumped and bucked like rodeo horses. 

The mama deer got in on the fun and showed the youngun's a few maneuverer's.  Apparently they were enjoying the rain too.

It rained on and off for most of the day which was a gift. The temps have moderated a little but it has been many days without rain and the ground was getting harder than cold grits.

My only regret this morning is that I didn't have my video camera to capture the frolicking wildlife. I think you would have enjoyed the show too.