Helplessness is... ...Seeing an injured doe struggling to walk across the meadow... ...and knowing there's nothing I can do to help her. For the record Weather: The air was cool, but the evening light was soft and lovely. Exercise: I walked 1.7 miles, but forgot to record my steps. Whoops! Thanks for stopping by. Carolyn …
Making her escape
If you saw an 8-point buck heading your way, wouldn't you run too? I would, if it looked like this! I saw four of these fierce looking fellows on the trail today. The does wanted nothing to do with them. Nada! Nothing! Can you blame them?
SEEN ALONG THE TRAIL 