Right in a pile of grass in my neighbors yard a doe gave birth to this gorgeous creature. The baby was born sometime after 6pm and found in the morning. It was still too fragile to do more than to blink with those big eyes and sniff the air.
I'm a writer and student writing on the edge of finite and infinite. Join me as I struggle to find balance between the limitless possibilities of the "what if...?" and the finite world of life where time does not stretch on forever. Sometimes I make it work but mostly I get it all wrong which provides much useful writing material.