When Maya and Jeanine both come running through the house yelling “grab your camera,” it is a safe bet that something VERY interesting is happening in the backyard. This evening, we were treated to a fawn that could not have been more than a few hours old. It could barely stand, let alone run. Naturally, I did not have the right lens on my camera, so I lost 30 seconds fitting it with my telephoto zoom. By then the fawn and its mother were out of sight, so I ran into the backyard to see if I could get a parting shot of them. When I entered the field, the mother lept into the air flashing her white tail and darted off into the woods. The baby ducked into a small furrow and went completely still. This allowed me to approach within inches for some close-ups. When I moved some tall grass blocking my shot the fawn decided it was tired of my company and did its best to scamper away.