I followed animal paths and hid myself in tree cover
where I could tell they lay... I mean deer mostly.
In a hushed sanctuary of cedar and oaks I found the
tiny empty nest... I could not resist,,,
and collected some bright things to place inside - this
wee arrangement now sits on the window sill.
On another note, this is the third year in a row that Zody has
scraped an eyeball on a dead grass or stem...
I took him on the shortest walk after my trek
and that's when it happened. A small fortune seems
to be spent at the vet just on this every "winter,"
but I'm glad his little eyes can be healed.