Rain-Deerz

This weekend was absolutely beautiful (you wouldn't guess it looking out my window tonight as the wind swirls and large spring snowflakes fall.) One thing about being laid up with a broken toe that needs icing is I have had some time to catch up on emails, spreadsheets, contact lists and so on. More importantly, I decided I better dust off the old blog page.

I know. I know. But life can get a little windy at times and before we know it a week, month or event half a year has passed us by. I think that is one of the reasons I started this in the first place. A journal to document my windy life.

Highs.

Lows (breaking my dumb toe before Italy).

And all the wonderful moments in between.

Moments like this weekend when a small group of deer decided to wonder into our new yard in search of a shady place to nap. Mr Blue Eyes and I were oblivious to their arrival as we sat on the porch swing eating our PB & J's. Handy Man slipped out the front door and whispered their arrival.

They were curious. Patiently assessing their surroundings and deciding if we were a threat.

Evidently, they were not afraid of a screeching and excited Mr Blue Eyes who began pointing and mumbling, "Mum! Mum! Dee Dee! Mum Dee!"  

These two were the most patient and the most curious as they watched our every move.

Handy Man slipped back inside and retrieved an apple from the kitchen. He began flicking pieces of apple in the yard, coaxing then girls closer. So long idea of planting flowers...

After a taste she was hooked.

Just as she was inching her way out a little farther...

... an obviously NOT napping Brown Eyed Girl could be heard inside, borderline hysteria,  hyperventilating as she called for us throughout the house. "Mommy! Mommy! Rain-deerz are in the yard! The rain-deerz!" Hushing her excitement I told her she needed to be very still (yeah right) and quiet (hahahaha) so we wouldn't scare them away.

Both of my loves climbed up on a chair and tried to maintain their wiggles. Frequently turning towards Handy Man and I with a smile, a twinkle in their eyes as they watched the deer rain-deerz poke around our trees.

It takes a lot of patients to watch rain-deerz. Mr Blue Eyes gave up after a few minutes and headed in the house with Handy Man.

But my Brown Eyed Girl was determined to see the rain-deerz step out from their cover.

Slowly, "Faline" stepped out from behind the trees. Searching for more apples while watching my Brown Eyed Girl's every move.

And quietly, ever still, the slight breeze blew through her hair and the sun shined down on her face.

As I watched them watch each other, my heart sang. In an instant, I loved every thing about this new home. Everything this small piece of land had to offer my children. Trees. Soft Grass. Rain-deerz. 

I felt so blessed for this opportunity my eyes and my heart were witnessing. 

Life is not about the number of breaths you take but about the moments that take your breath away.