As we finished lunch I glanced at the garden and saw a brown blur on the far side of the fence. When I managed to get a better view, it was the one of the two fawns we had seen visiting before. While the mother was having a buffet lunch over at the dump pile, the little ones were exploring. This one went along the fence line poking its nose through where it could to trim any vegetation within reach. It turned the corner and continued up the driveway to where the fence turned again.
The fawn continued along the fence to the point where it was only ten feet from the house. I tried to get some additional photos from the deck, but the deer have good hearing. The door squeaked and it decided it was time to go back to its mother and safety down the hill in the brush.