|These photos were taken through the living room window - so the quality is bit on the low side!|
not a creature was stirring, not even a spouse
When out on the deck there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
tripped off the shutter, and whipped back the sash.
The moon on the last of a sunshiney day
gave the lustre of evening to objects that strayed,
and, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature goldfinch and a large boyish deer.