Really, the most exciting part of yesterday was when we saw the deer not 20 feet from us.
See all three of them? The second fawn is sitting behind the bush, on the left. Oh, I kiss you all so bad I do!!
When I get back and have time to bore you with my every nuance, I will tell you all the stuff we've done so far, but yesterday we drove to Ann Arbor for the memorial. My stepfather was excited to see Una, my stepsister, and he only had, like, an hour with her. So Ned and I said we'd walk around town and look at things while the four of them drove around looking at things, because my stepfather had ankle surgery recently and can't walk anywhere.
Ned looked on his phone. "What're you doing?" I asked, annoyed. Why can't we just live in the moment and not look at a phone? "I'm seeing if there's anything near us to walk to."
"There's EVERYTHING to walk to! We're at University of Michigan! Everything's interesting here."
But Ned insisted, and he found a cemetery nearby, and we like old cemeteries. It really was only a block or two away, and when he looked at his phone to make sure we were headed in the right direction, I huffed again. "Can't we just get lost and have fun?" And here lies The Great Divide between Ned and me. Ned is precise. You may be stunned to hear that I am not.
But as soon as we rounded a corner, there was just a beautiful cemetery. We wandered around and admired excellent old names, possibly giggled at the Felch family, and in general I was elegant and sophisticated as I always am.
We were coming up to an incredibly ostentatious tombstone on our left when Ned gasped. I looked to our right, and there were the three deer, RIGHT NEXT TO US! At first I thought they were fake. I mean, there's no way a real deer and her two fawn would be right there in front of us.
If only I'd had my shotgun.
Ned and I stood as still as we could, which was easy for me as I am 90% statue, see above. Oh, it was so cool. Finally I couldn't help but whisper, "Hi, honey!" to the mom deer, and that is when she rolled her eyes at me and stalked off. She didn't run, she just walked away casually. One of her fawns did, too, but the one who'd been sitting all along was all, eff you humins. Delta Fawn not afraid of you.
I just came up with that name right now. The other one is Fawn Hall. I just came up with that, too. After I write this, Ima write self a most flattering sonnet.
Anyway, it was cool. And Ned was all, Who was right about mapping our walk?
It was one of those things we kept talking about all day after, and probably my mother and stepfather are sick of us.
Today we have a big get-together with our whole family, and I have already taken 8849393 photos of everything, and if I were you I'd just avoid this blog altogether till you feel like it's safe and I'll stop showing vacation shots.
June, signing off from bustling Saginaw, Michigan.