Chemung River Visits
Saturday, June 11, 2011
White-tail at ten o'clock
In the morning, that is.
She seems to be standing her ground.
Perhaps she ventured out for a drink, leaving a fawn in the woods.
Well, now she's headed back to the woods.
But she stops to look at us again.
It's time to go. I don't want to separate a family.
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