Oh Deer.Not a "I want to live in Lakeview, Chicago" deer (see my Sunday post from 6/19), or a "perfect for a game of Bambi-esque punchbuggy" deer (see my Wednesday post from 6/1) -- but a real "mountain deer" from my mom's trip twenty years ago.
As I've said, I have no pics of my own until August, so I hope this cute critter helps fill the gap until my personal pictorial autobiography continues.
And as I've been doing, I still am trying to figure out why I was too busy in the summer of 1991 to take any pictures of my own, and I have uncovered my plans for fireworks that year. According to my notes (the Fourth is actually my second favorite holiday after New Year's Eve), I was sitting on the deck at home with the Woodwards. And there are two scribbles in the margins -- South Hills and Jarrod's Aunt Jill. I might need hypnotherapy to remember what they all have to do with each other -- unless anyone that was there can remember the connections?
Regardless, Happy Fourth to you and yours! Celebrate safely!!
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