My friend reassured me the mother would return, that they leave them in a safe place. I’m hoping that reunion occurred in the night. It was certainly a surprise to find the little fawn looking at me when I went out to get in the car to go to the post office. The fawn spent the day in my backyard, under the apple tree, hidden in some tall weeds. My next door neighbor had helped me plant some heirloom tomato plants and went with me to the very back yard and confirmed it was still lying there. I was concerned it was abandoned but when I called the city help line they said non-threatening wildlife is left to nature. Leave it alone. So I did.
The gold letters on the yellow ribbon spelled “Cousin”.
Left as a remembrance.
The sign that someone came and put the ribbons there as a tribute touched our hearts even though we didn’t know the person.
Steve and I saw the ribbon on a tree when we were walking in the park. Then we noticed the bench with the memorial plaque right by the tree. We’d not seen it before.
The obituary told how he passed, peacefully under an oak tree in Highland Park, after doing what he loved – hiking. He had a congenital heart condition. So young.
I came home and googled the name and if you click it you can read about his life. Christopher Emmons
The ribbon on the tree, the memorial bench and the message on the plaque, so poignant. Can’t even fathom how much his family misses him.