Through My Window

Straight ahead I see a road with trees on the other side,
To my left I see our front porch.
There are two deer there, eating grass.
I have always heard of the deer being out there, I just have never seen them before.
The leaves, just fallen off the trees, on the ground seem interesting to them.
The look like mother and child, maybe, somewhere further away, the father is looking out for them.