It was the wee hours of the morning. It was dark and cold. I was driving through the lone road and looking out for deer jumping across the road to the other side. I was careful not to drive too fast. Yet a little one jumped out of nowhere and fell right in front of the car. I was scared. I was not sure if I had to hit the fawn or risk veering into the gutter nearby. My worst nightmare had come true that morning.
(I just hope I am not saying this too early.) The weather is finally warming up. After many months of cold weather, it’s the much-anticipated change. My feet are itching to step out and do something interesting.