This is a lovely shot of a backyard just above a hollow that was a site of many a childhood adventure.
In particular, my brother and his buddy Blair spent many an hour playing down in the ‘hollow.’ Word was there were Indian arrowheads there. Plenty of stuff came home, how much of it was real or imagined, I don’t know, but it was a magic place with ties to a long ago life.
There have always been deer there. We’re the interlopers. And yes, they like their garden delights, but they’re such beautiful creatures.
This was a gorgeous picture of co-existence… I couldn’t help imagining the story!
We’re called on to consider the Peaceable Kingdom… they certainly come in Peace.