Daycare

Daycare
Our front yard occasionally serves as daycare. 

It was 104 degrees here yesterday! I was out watering in the afternoon to cool the plants down a little. There's a a shady spot near the house where a rhododendron grows. Out from under it, a young baby deer, spots and all, stood up and gave me a long, curious look. 

I responded to this baby like I would a lost child. Where is your mother? And then I felt responsible. Do I feed a baby deer? I googled and read that moms often drop off their babies in a safe place while they forage. Sure enough the baby had been claimed later.

It reminded me of how there are tender parts in me that need shelter. The trust to acknowledge when I'm tender. And the wonderful beauty of being found.