Sunday evening, I noticed the golden hour glow outside and headed out to take a few pictures.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw that Mama and Baby Deer were out in our side yard.
Do you suppose he’ll ever grow into those ears?
A few minutes later, Baby Deer ran to the other side of the yard from Mom, and I found myself in the middle. Mom looked anxiously at her baby.
And, then, at me. I don’t know much about the body language of deer, but I knew enough to immediately get myself back inside. Between a wild animal and her baby is not somewhere I want to be.
Once all that was settled, I continued on with my purpose for being out there in the first place: sunset pictures.
A sailboat was anchored just off from our yard.
It was one of those “soft” sunset skies.
Well worth fighting the mosquitoes and chancing possible Mama Deer attacks to capture.
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 