Tender mercies come in all shapes and sizes. Several months ago my Mother was going through a particularly difficult time and while she was in her yard as therapy Heavenly Father sent the sweetest tender mercy to her. They are now dear friends, no pun intended.
She follows Mother along the chain link fence, comes to Mother’s voice and her name, “Tender” or “Baby”. She will stand and watch you as you watch her. She has a gentle wisdom in her eyes. She is so beautiful. My camera battery went dead so I did not get too many good shots, but there are a couple. I hope to get more soon.
I mentioned to Mother, “Tender is ruining my love of deer sausage and deer meat.”
Just look at her. (I am shooting through the fence, so that’s the blur. The last, I thought was just a neat picture.)