The clouds threw a grey blanket across the sky keeping the darkness close a little longer.
We arrived in the park to discover Sissy and Dewayne walking the labs. But we had plans to capture images of the deer crossing (or wallow, depending on your perspective)....
We are sure they must cross here - in numbers....
And we wanted to catch the start of the wild honeysuckle...
But then we heard such a racket in the woods. The creek runs through the park and into the woods where it continues parallel to the dirt road for some distance. We were all startled, but then realized it must be the herd, headed for the few remaining pools of water.
But no deer showed themselves this morning. And we wandered back home with only one witness - a cat, grey as the clouds, watching us from the field as we passed.
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