small town snapshot

The deer cross the street at the crosswalk.  I had heard rumors of this but never seen it. The other day, however, on the state route that leads into town and then becomes the main drag, we slowed at a crosswalk and I saw that it was five deer that we were waiting for, one after the other walking slowly, bobbing their heads in that way they do, paying no attention to the cars waiting patiently for them to cross.