It was like watching Mikhail Baryshnikov springing across the stage,so handsome, so technically perfect; exactly like that, as I
drove my old clunky gray car down the street and gasped. A beautiful, strong deer with antlers danced right in front of me, crossing the road. I slammed hard on the brakes, very hard, not to injure this beauty. I hadn’t really thought of the car or of myself. It was like a beautiful ballet dancer I had seen long ago, so gorgeous and delicate yet so strong. I waited to see, with cars honking behind me, if more of
the family was about to cross as well but no, this deer had crossed the road by himself.
The Turning Point was one of my favorite movies when I was young. The romance, the intrigue, the ballet. A girl growing up to be a woman, a mother and her best friend, secretly jealous of each other, egos fighting egos. The best friend trying to mother the other woman’s daughter. Comparing lives as if they were comparing tastes in a food competition. The daughter learning to grow up and realize the truth about love and being in love and people and their true characters.
My Baryshnikov danced across the street to an admiring audience of one.
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Wow. That is so cooooooool. The only thing that crosses the road here are skateboarders which would be likened to break-dancers.
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It was AMAZING. we often see deer in the back of our fence but this dude was so close. It could have been a horrific accident if I had stopped ten seconds later. I was so entralled with this big guy, I guess we take the deer for granted (foe granted) there are so many here. Now, the coyotes on the other hand, I dont want to see ever.
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I would love to see them too, out in the sunshine, skating happily away.
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