Diary 6/3/13

Today was the first day of fire season which means no more open burning, so yesterday we worked on burning up the rest of our slash piles from logging.  When I went back out midday to check to see if the fires needed to be thrown back in on themselves to burn the last bits, this young doe was bedded there by the pile of ashes.  She appeared to be waiting to ask

                                                       "Where are the marshmallows?"