One of the last days daughter Lise was here, we were standing at the kitchen window together. Simultaneously, we spotted deer running in the pasture. I had never seen a deer there, much less six of them. I think you can understand why they are called white tailed deer. Those white tails were very visible as they ran. Lise whipped out her telephone and took a video. I tried texting neighbor Joyce at the same time she was calling me. I’m thrilled that all three of us got to see that display.