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At Least My Shutter Finger is Happy

I’ve been taking oodles and oodles of pictures this summer for all those scrapbooks that never get made and all those blog posts that are never written. I’ve also been…

…collecting swag of my own. Oh, yes, I’ve been reading posts from those of you who attended the BlogHer conference in NYC and received so much swag that you had to ship boxes of it home, you poor things. This awesome water bottle was won by me after I participated in the summer reading program at our library, for which I read two Robert B. Parker books. Reading about Jesse Stone is no chore, y’all.

…baking a cake for my little Emmy’s birthday. She’s three! We haven’t been working very hard on potty-training her, but after she turned three, she trained herself. She is now a proud fairy-panties wearer. Fairies as in Tinker Bell, people.

…making decorations and posters for Vacation Bible School and…

…rewriting scripts, organizing volunteers, learning songs, and doing skits, all those jobs that come along with being the director of Vacation Bible School. Our VBS rocked, if I do say so myself!

…getting a make-over from my children. My sister was in from California, making me wish once again that she lived closer to us.

All this, and going to the pool, entertaining out-of-town guests, attending my little sister’s art show…so much to write, so little time!

What’s been taking up your time this summer?

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Oh, Dear, a Deer!

Lily is my wildlife spotter. Last summer, while we were eating lunch, Lily was looking out the window. She very casually said, “There’s a fox in our backyard.” I thought there was no way a fox could be in our suburban backyard. But I turned around to look anyway, and … there was a fox! We saw him several other times that summer.

Earlier this spring, Lily asked me, “Is that a crow in our tree?” I turned around to look.

“No, that’s a hawk!”

I quickly rephrased that. “No, it’s TWO hawks!” (Somewhere, there is a nest full of hawk-lings, if you know what I mean.)

So when Lily told me in the middle of the afternoon that there was a deer in our backyard, I instantly looked out the window.

This is what I saw.

Our neighborhood has a lot of dogs, which were kind of freaking the deer out. I called the non-emergency number of our police station, (I already know our suburb doesn’t have animal control) and the officer who answered said that they were not equipped to handle deer. He advised to just leave the deer alone and let it leave at nighttime.

The deer jumped the fence, and spent the afternoon resting behind our neighbor’s shed. The next morning, there was no sign of her. I was relieved, but Emmy had a harder time. She wanted the deer to stay. “But I LOVE the deer!” she said.

I suppose we wouldn’t have to mow the lawn as often if the deer stayed around!

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