This afternoon I returned from a quick trip to Ingles, (I had a hankering for cantaloupe, strawberries, and watermelon), lifted up the hatch on the Kia and loaded up my arms with the grocery bags. From the garage I have a clear view of my vegetable garden. Looking up at me from the potato patch was a doe and her tiny fawn. Her gaze fixed on me and neck so telescoped, the doe became a giraffe. So there I am with my arms full of bulky melon bags not wanting to startle mother and baby and enjoying the stare down. Standing perfectly still for what seemed like an eternity, I decided to shut my eyes in hopes she wouldn't feel threatened if she didn't see the big orbs staring back at her and her baby. Minutes later I sneaked a peek from my left eye but she was still staring at me. This game went on for about five minutes. Now I wanted to see if I could outlast her. Suddenly she seemed to get a whiff of human scent as her nose scanned the air. She signaled her fawn with her white tail and in an instant, both were out of my sight.
Happy Summer Solstice! It was a beautiful start to this day. The typical mountain fog had settled in when I got up at 6:30 but burned off shortly after. I always go outside when I first get up, scan for wildlife, and walk around soaking in the morning peace and calm. Did about 20 minutes of stretchy yoga, showered and had a light breakfast of cream of buckwheat with ghee-fried peaches. I still felt a little full from eating Italian food with Janice last night. We go out at 4:30 and take our time eating and talking, have a glass of wine and Friday night is dessert night. Janice is doing better. It'll be a year in August since she lost Ernie. I left the breakfast dishes in the sink and headed to our Murphy Farmers Market. First stop was "Healing Ways" produce farmers for fresh Swiss chard, butter crunch lettuce, and a bunch of young summer squash and zucchini since all of mine are falling off the plants....
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