Saturday Snaps: Jerry the Red-Nosed-Reindeer
The deer bounded away.
“I’ll bet Dad’s coming back from his walk,” I say.
I watch him through the window.
He plops down on the bench. He has branches in his hands.
“What is he doing?” Tears pool in my eyes. “Is he crying? Praying?”
Not quite. He seems to always miss the deer in spite of
setting out the apples and the pumpkins.
He doesn’t know the legend.
Sissy and I watch for deer, but we’re not sure we want to see them.
“I have a red nose at home,” he says. “I wish I had it.
CENA Jackie hatches a plan.
Surprise! Red pipe cleaners work better than rubber bands.
Grace reacts to a reindeer under the roof.
Jerry, the Red-Nosed Reindeer
It appears more antlers are sprouting.
Remembering the reindeer,
The photo on Dad’s sweatshirt is one of Mom in a swimsuit shortly after they were married.