Fawn face, the expression a deer makes not when it’s caught in headlights but when it catches a human looking at it in wonder. The deer looks back, acknowledging not only its own terror but its own grace, and it shows off for a moment in front of the human. It flirts.” -Meg Wolitzer Below … Continue reading Fawns
The woods have started to become still and silent, all that can be heard is the scurrying of the wild animals in the crisp, fallen leaves. The squirrels work frantically to find enough nuts and seeds to make it through the winter. The deer are much more indifferent, choosing simply to bed down in the … Continue reading Winter’s Coming
“Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the wallflower and the violet. The squirrel will come and sit upon your knee, the logcock will wake you in the morning. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to … Continue reading Come!