Road Kill

As my son and I drive to Charlottesville every day, we often see deer along the highway. Graceful veggie eaters who are so beautiful with their long necks and legs. Yesterday morning there was a mother deer, and a tiny fawn who still had its spots, grazng near the edge of the highway.

On the way home, there was a dead fawn next to the road, it white ummy facing the orad. I hate to think it was the same fawn I had just seen a few hours earlier. I wanted to stop the car and run over to it and embrace its tiny body. I often wish I had healing and life-giving hands when I see road kill. I wish I could either protect all of the beautiful animals on the Earth or I could bring them back to life once they have died. But what a crowded world this would be!