I nearly missed him standing there beside the dogwood, but he spotted me quickly once I stepped outside with the camera. In case you're squinting at the fuzzy focus (what's new?) I counted six points on this buck... a trophy to some, I'd guess.
I followed him through my little woodland garden of mountain laurels and viburnum, trying to get close enough for a halfway decent pic, but he spooked and was off with a snort and a flash of his white tail to the park out back where he makes his living. Usually I see him there at night on walks with Luka, one shape among many in the moonlight, disappearing into the shadows.
a return Visit
1 year ago