Poem for Friday and Neighborhood Deer Family

The Deer
By Mary Austin

Under the pines and hemlocks
So thick the needles lie
You scarcely hear
The shy, dun deer
With its young go softly by.
Follow, follow,
By hill and hollow,
The dun buck bells to the doe,
The moon is bright,
And we feed tonight
Where the buckthorn thickets grow.

Under the pines and the hemlocks
The thick, white cloud mists creep,
And drip all down
The needles brown
Where the dun deer lies asleep.
Follow, follow,
By hill and hollow,
The doe to her spotted fawn;
'Tis dark o' the moon,
But day comes soon
For I sniff the breath of the dawn.

Under the pines and hemlocks
Flickers through light and shade
The deer to his lair
In the deep fern there,
Or to pasture in open glade.
Follow, follow,
By hill and hollow,
Dun buck, and fawn and doe.
The sun is high
And by day we lie
Where only the deer must know.

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August weather returned on Thursday, so it was pretty hot out. I did chores all morning, then went to the post office to ship an eBay sale and UPS to return an item that I should have looked more carefully at on Amazon because I thought it was just-drop-off but it was print-authorization-and-label so I have to go back with that done. Since we were out, we walked at Locust Grove instead of around the neighborhood, and the quail was out though the frogs were hiding. 

We had chili for dinner and watched the first episode of She-Hulk: Attorney at Law, which I loved -- I knew Maslany would be wonderful and that I'd love Jen, but I had no idea we'd get to see so much Banner, and I really didn't guess it would be so Science Bros-heavy (Tony built Bruce a love shack! And carved their initials, and left all his band t-shirts!). Then I chatted with my fan friends for a while. The deer family that lives in or at least crosses our neighborhood: