It's Labor Day weekend. A few days ago I went up and saw these two fawns crossing the driveway. Is there anything cuter than a baby deer? I don't think so.
We finally got Ival's folks up to see the house. We had to wait until we had stairs.
Adam has decided that the roof and adjoining dirt pile are his private playground. Yes, as a good mother I warned him that he could break his back, break a leg, put an eye out, bite his tongue off. All that stuff but it made no difference.
I sure wish I had a better camera. My pictures of wildlife are always washed out. This young hawk hangs out up there all the time. I think he's one of the dirty birds that ate the chickens.
I hope you're having a wonderful 3-day weekend!