What I saw was this:
|What big feet they have!|
They kept wandering closer and one of them put a tiny paw up on the leg of my jeans. Since I was wearing a long sleeve shirt, I offered my forearm, and it clambered up onto my arm, and then onto my knee. The other baby accepted the same offer and curled up next to the first one. They promptly fell asleep there, in a small, furry heap on my knee. I cupped a hand around each side to keep them from tumbling off (hence no pictures of that wonderful moment - sigh!) and watched them sleep peacefully for a few more minutes. When they awoke, I lifted them off, and set them back on the grass.
I saw them once more that day, but then I didn't see them again for a few days. I hoped that they were all right - and then I saw one again today, About halfway up the tree - looking serenely down at me, as though it remembered our moment together, but it is still a wild creature, and it skittered back up the tree.
It made me happy...