The other morning, I was moving about in typical get-to-school-and-work-on-time fashion, when I happened to glance out our back patio door. Any sense of rush I felt was immediately disrupted by the sight of a deer, standing ever so still on the berm in my backyard and staring at me with casual intent. It was one of those moments where you look, then look again, wondering in that instant between if what you think you've seen is actually there, or if it's instead some sort of momentary hallucination.Sure enough, there stood a deer. With each breath it took, steam rose …