This past summer I found a good spot from which to watch the White-tailed Deer. I spent many an evening up there waiting for these beautiful animals to come out and feed on the fresh leaves of the beans growing in this field.
I saw as many as six bucks at once, some small ones and a few that looked really good. They were still in velvet at the time.
The does and the younger ones seemed to stay to themselves, but all were beautiful.
When the light got a little low, I turned my attention to the setting sun. During these days we had a lot of smoke in the air and that gave some unique sunsets.
The sun changed looks as it dropped down.
I like how the sun is just kissing the tops of the trees.
The air was heavy with smoke and I'm sure it was difficult for those with breathing problems.
I make it my goal to try to see beauty in all of nature.
How strange that nature does not knock, and yet it does not intrude.
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