On Saturday, Fio and Husband saw the first fawns of the year--in a neighbor's yard, then in theirs.
Fio has a thing about babies of any kind; and fawns, spindly-legged and shy, are especially charming. One can almost forgive them for eating the red-tipped fotinias into oblivion.
Monday, June 8, 2009
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