the mo report
The fawns are back for a return visit.
Here they are resting in the afternoon sun, their mother just a few feet away, taking a load off those long legs herself.
One morning as she grazed, they sprinted among the pines on the hillside, zig-zagging in a game of chase, their white tails up like flags, the extra high leaps reminding me of pronking springbok.
As they were resting here, one of the cats leaped up on the deck in the foreground, startling the little guys before I could get in any more shots.
Click for a larger view of these delightful visitors.