Daintily, one nibbled the leaves off the PJM rhododendron. Another one tried the leaves of the swamp azalea, whose pink flowers smell so deeply of cinnamon in June. Another one munched on the fuzzy buds of the star magnolia, and someone else tried the twig ends of hobblebush.
When i went out to the deck to take a picture of the cute Bambis, they fled.
A beautiful meditation state can nibble our body. Oh, look! At which point, it runs off into the woods and disappears.
Patience my dear. Patience if you are stealthily stalking the beautiful mind. And patience if you want to see the cute deer.