Oh dear, oh deer!

Momma and her young'un came back yesterday evening. I didn't want to scare them, so I snapped a few pics through the kitchen windows. The screens made this a challenging undertaking, to say the least. Anyhow, the little one was quite cooperative.

Then, what to my wondering eyes did appear

But another speckledy, spotted young deer!

I was beside myself with delight! I so wanted to run out on the deck for better shots, but I really want them to feel safe here. When they meandered down to the road, a man in a pickup spotted them and stopped for a minute. I hope it wasn't a hunter. Don't get me wrong... I have nothing against hunters or hunting, as long as it isn't entirely for sport. But this little patch of woods is a refuge for all creatures great and small. (Except for creepy rodents and crawly roaches. I don't have no truck with those kinda vermin.)

These two beauties came calling this afternoon. They were too skittish to allow a great shot, but I'm fairly tickled with the ones I got before they high-tailed it. Just wish Momma had let me get a better crack at that young'un.

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Two steps forward...

Who'da thunk, when I fell some 3 +/- months ago, I'd still be dealing with the injuries today? It wasn't even that bad a fall... or so it seemed. I have to say, it's been a miserable few months, with various and sundry related, and sometimes disturbing, symptoms coming and going.

Right now, I'm spending way too much time squirming around, trying to get a position that allows me to type and doesn't hurt. Walking every day; still some good days, some not so good. My psychotic nerve and sacrilegious joint have finally stopped tag teaming me. I can handle one at a time. I think there's some hip flexor issues going on, as well. When I do something, I go whole hog. 8-}

Yesterday, I  thought I had it licked. No pain, to speak of, just some stiffness and  tenderness. Today is the one step back.

On a happier note, spring cleaning is coming along nicely. I confess, I enjoy playing sidewalk supervisor, watching the guys do the actual work. And I'm finally able to let go of some things that should long ago have been hauled out of here. I sold my big, heavy, old, clunky desk and am haunting craigslist in search of a smaller, more feminine version.  Much as I like shabby chic, I am a bit disgusted with the abuse of the term. If it's worn out, beat up, painted ugly, just call it shabby chic and stick a bigger price tag on it. GAD!

Yes, all things considered, life is still pretty dawgawn good. I despair the goings-on in our country, but I know, no matter what, God is still in control, and will always be!

God bless y'all, my dear blogger-world friends!
Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^




'Have not I commanded thee? be strong and courageous; be not terrified nor affrighted, for with thee [is] Jehovah thy God in every [place] whither thou goest.' Joshua 1:9 YLT
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OK, here's a pearl of wisdom from 'the savings experiment'. So, the idea is to save money, right? This is one of their helpful hints to make your sneakers last longer:

'Another way to preserve your workout shoes is to have two pairs that you rotate for exercise or training. This way, it will take you longer to wear them down.'

:p  The brilliance! Where are my shades?! *sbert*
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