Spring Surprise

This tiny fawn was in the back of the yard on Saturday. If I had wanted to I could have picked her up - she (he?) was simply too pooped to care.

Our neighbor assured me that the mom would be back. He has seen it before - the mom beds down the fawn in the long grass between the yard and the woods and then trots off for coffee clutch. He thinks that she assumes the fawn is safer from predators in the open than in the woods.

Isn't she adorable?