Every afternoon I open my office window in anticipation of hearing my daughter's school bus. I get a jolt of excitement when I see her walking up the street to our house in her sparkly pink shoes. She reminds me of Snow White, a fair-haired version, as she looks around her world with wonder. She stops to smell the flowers. She calls to the birds.
And I wouldn't be surprised at all if a family of deer walked up to her and nuzzled her with their noses.