As we drove up the road from our Loon Lake camp at dusk, we had a chance encounter with these lovely white tail deer. Oh, I wish I knew how to tell them to be careful when hunting season begins in the fall. There's so much hunting in my locale, and it breaks my heart every time I see these animals up close so beautiful and shy. (Of course, this is written by me, and I still cry every time I see Bambi...)
