Tonight in the woods in the backyard

After dinner tonight, Connor and I walked through the woods behind our house, in spite of the prickly wild berry starts and some other thorny stalks. We took fallen tree logs for bridges back and forth across the creek. Ahead of us, we saw a family of six white tail deer, (they often come around and we see them in our neighbors front yard across the street and in our front yard from time to time. I'll try to get a photo of them.) They would advance and then we'd see them again further down stream. We hiked up the hill on the other side of the creek to the ridge. The dead fallen leaves of many seasons lay on the ground. The hill was still and we followed the deer path. As the sun was setting we crossed down through a dale and up again to the next ridge.

At the top we found a stone hearth with a fallen chimney and the outline of a foundation of a very small home, but nothing of it remained except the foundation's outline and fireplace and toppled but in tact chimney. Along the southwestern ridge near the foundation were a few patches of bright yellow daffodils. The whole time I wished I had the camera. The sun set and we looked back toward our house, a half a mile away. Connor said it was just like we always wanted except no pool or aquarium. (When we lived in Las Vegas, one of the first places we visited near our home was Bass Pro Shop with their interior waterfalls, duck ponds and aquariums.) Connor mentioned that it was cool to see the deer, ground hog, and fox that we have seen all around our house. There are also many robin redbreasts. The sun was gone. The oak, hickory and liquid amber stood all around us. 'I guess we should go back now," said Connor.