We’ve returned to our ocean and to our wildlife. We wake up to the male pheasant crowing and fluttering his wings outside our window…when we open the blinds we see him and his harem and also see the deer eating their way over to our lilies and hostas. Here those dear deer are hoping we can’t see them, but thinking that maybe we do…

…and they especially don’t want us to notice the sweet youngster near by.