When we're at the lake we enjoy sitting on the porch watching the wildlife. A gopher, a miniature marathon runner, sprints by looking for a delectable tidbit. He finds a kernel of popcorn or a cookie crumb or those sweet potato chips that no human will eat. A turtle makes a beeline (turtle style) for the water. He's on a mission and refuses to deviate from his path. A purple martin is attacked by a larger bird and falls to earth in our front yard, a bloody patch appearing on his breast. He crawls under the porch, never to be seen again. One summer a baby bunny took up residence. As I pointed him out to our young granddaughter, she excitedly yelled, "Me see 'um!" Naturally, that immediately became his name----"Has Me-see-um been out this morning?, Slide this lettuce under the porch for Me-see-um, Me-see-um is growing up." Sometimes life is happening right under our feet.
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