Early one morning, I stood quietly studying this little fawn…the picture of innocence. Under his mother’s watchful eye, he studied me as well. Our mutual curiosity was intense, and I imagined the little deer’s young mind was filled with questions…perhaps about me, that odd creature standing on two legs staring at him. Such an amazing encounter.
Later that morning I met a charming young boy walking with his mother. Like the fawn, he too, was filled with questions, and I appreciated his inquisitiveness about the animals on the refuge.
As I was telling him about an osprey with a fish that I had spotted high in a tree, I anticipated a question about how osprey catch fish.
But the little boy surprised me, and I quickly realized that he assumed the osprey and the fish were friends sitting together on a branch.
From his innocent heart he asked, ’But…but how did the fish swim up the tree?’ Great question.
And I smiled, charmed and heartened as his words touched the long forgotten innocent parts of myself.
Such a gift…the fawn and the little boy.
(Additional photos: wandernature.com/new-photos)