Oh Deer Me

Fern has dragged Rudyard out to the nearby God’s Garden to hunt a whitetail buck. The day is sunny and memories hang in the air. They had made their first snare here, hunted together for the first time… here. A smile rests on her light lips as she tracks the deer’s path. It winds around the stones and the pair stay downwind of the prey. The grass is tall and they are able to hide easily in the long strands. The buck comes into view and Fern hunkers down, turning her ocean-hued eyes to Rudy. Softly she asks, “I chase, you ambush?” Eyes dance with happiness, ready to do whatever the motley boy suggests. This hunt rests squarely in his paws.

"Fern Lark"