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.