I thought because there were bears hanging around, we wouldn't see them this year. But they came. I wonder how old they are....
There are two of them. It was raining, gently, when I first saw them. They are shy, as they should be. They scurry to hide behind the big rock.
Still, I want to follow them into the forest!
I've been keeping track of fawns for a long time.
They come ...year after year, just like the roses..