Two Fawns

Gathered the gear before First Light, and started out along the Path to Two Top Pine Meadow, and behind the Rooms, heard Pygmy Owl call, and, both Great Horned Owls, Sentinel and Ponderosa!!...diverted out to Owl Woods...too dark for pics, but waitedwaited....Ponderosa quiet, and then Sentinel, and enough Light, but no luck...waded through the Grasses to the Merced (everything damp, and pants legs too--Mists about) and Mama Doe, Two Fawns, and One Yearling Doe, about the Cottonwoods at Ozone Beach....clip up....continued to Two Top...by the Broken Cottonwood, Blackbird Flock, I think...pic for sometime...Sunlight coming down the Rim, crossed to the Burnt Forest, and to Breakfast, and to Cabin to snooze all day, 'cept for foray to Village--had played wow all night in fact, over last two days, maybe a stretch with maybe just four hours sleep!!....not hard to explain to someone familiar with game!...sunny hothot blueblue...report of Owl call in morning at Backpackers Camp....it's late, the Tree Tops beckon, time to visit the Gryphon Master....

a bit from the Madnees of Sweeny (see wiki's take..), which is here:
http://www.ucc.ie/celt/published/T302018/index.html

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1. Gloomy this life,
   to be without a soft bed,
   abode of cold frost,
   roughness of wind-driven snow.
2. Cold, icy wind,
   faint shadow of a feeble sun,
   shelter of a single tree,
   on the summit of a table-land.
3. Enduring the rain-storm,
   stepping over deer-paths,(?)
   faring through greensward
   on a morn of grey frost.
4. The bellowing of the stags
   throughout the wood,
   the climb to the deer-pass,
   the voice of white seas.
5. Yea, O great Lord,
   great this weakness,
   more grievous this black sorrow,
   Suibhne the slender-groined.
6. Racing over many-hued gaps
   of Boirche of hut couches,
   the sough of the winter night,
   footing it in hailstones.
7. Lying on a wet bed
   on the slopes of Loch Erne,
   mind on early departure,
   morn of early rising.
8. Racing over the wave-tops
   of Dun Sobairce,
   ear to the billows
   of Dun Rodairce.
9. Running from this great wave
   to the wave of the rushing Barrow,
   sleeping on a hard couch
   of fair Dun Cermna.
10. From fair Dun Cermna
    to flowery Benn Boirne,
    ear against a stone pillow
    of rough Cruachan Oighle.