It’s a special day for the dads and grandads and step dads…hurray for papas everywhere, of every sort! Only one of my sons is a daddy. I’m still hoping that they all will be daddies before I’m too old to enjoy being Nana to more than the two little guys we have. Oh wait, today isn’t about me or what I want. And being a parent isn’t something you should do to please someone else, ever — even if she is your mother.
Just a minute, I’ll go ask Tom, since it’s his special day, if he would like to be Papa to more than just the two…nah, just kidding. I’ll stop now.
I can’t wait to sit on my front porch with dad and watch the grass grow and the wildlife graze. We’ve had lots of wild visitors lately, but most of them are too speedy to catch on camera. Several times a day a little bunny darts straight across the yard, from the safe cover on one edge to the other. Hoppity, hop, hop, hop, gone. Yep, that must be why they say ‘quick like a bunny’!
From the back deck we watched mama doe sprint across the open area in the back yard. And surprise! Behind her scrambled twin fawns. If you’d have blinked you’d have missed them. They’re still really tiny and all spotted. I’m sure we’ll get better glimpses as they grow and as their mother comes to trust us.
Then there’s this guy… He is not a speed demon.
But neither was he in the mood to pose with some friends that we tried to introduce him to…