Just like last year
, my husband took me out on a date. To see deer. I am and shall always remain an absolute sucker for animals – questions I have asked to various people in the past two weeks include:
A.) HAVE YOU SEEN ANY FLYING SQUIRRELS!?
B.) Have you ever come across a bear’s den in the winter? Asking for a friend…
C.) HAVE YOU SEEN ANY FLYING SQUIRRELS!?
D.) What are the odds of getting a picture of a wolf? Asking for a friend…
I willingly braved the cold to go out and snap some pictures.
They were not amused at first, but I don’t know that anyone would be when their area is invaded by a tripod-wielding weirdo.
They all took off back further into the trees. Perseverance pays off, and after about 15 minutes they came back out. To hell with me, there was some serious brush to nibble on!
There weren’t as many deer out there as last year, but being able to see any at all closer than 15 yards away is good enough for me.
See you later!