Deer Karma

Even thought there is a little wrinkle in the fabric of our connection, these four deer appeared in the front yard of Hawksbill Cabin over the weekend at around 5pm Sunday.  There are two does and two fawns, still in their spots.

Maybe the appearance is more about the apples that are all over the yard - we hear them falling from the tree 24 hours a day this year - rather than some innate response to the fact that I accidentally killed one of them a few weeks ago up in Front Royal.

That's the other positive note.  At last, the day of my appointment with the body shop has come.  There is still deer hair in the cracked headlight, and other lingering signs, along with a sizeable dent, that offers a record of the mayhem I have wrought in our shared universe.