Submitted By: Rebecca Tripp
There were ten deer hanging around outside my apartment last night. I just felt so grateful to be in their presence, and to not have them fear me. The yearlings were so curious… tiptoeing closer and closer to me, eyes on me the whole time, then when they felt they had gotten too close, they would prance away. And it really was prancing – long, slender, graceful legs, drawn up high with each step. So beautiful. I recognized the buck from last fall, even without his antlers, and he stood in the field, never taking his eyes off me. I just felt so blessed to be with them last night.