A doe-zey Sunday

She let me get so close before she turned and bolted into the dripping wood. I wonder, why she is so trusting, what if I carried something other than a long lens?

A restful Sunday, I'm about to finish a Sue Monk Kidd novel, The Invention of Wings. I have really enjoyed the chapters echoing the voice of the young female slave, Handful.

Raspberry thanks you for your kind attention to her birthday blip yesterday. She's been asking for more ice cream.

For the Record,
This day came in with steady rain and gloom that is at least warmer than last week.

One hand is still unhealthy, but showing some improvement.