The dog was making a ruckus in the back yard and my wife looked out the window to see if she could discover the source of his attention-getting yaps.
We live near a slough area which is inhabited (at times) with a sizeable herd of Whitetail deer. Said deer make their way up onto the streets of town at night and early morning and, as the picture shows mid-day. Obviously the grass is greener syndrome at work here.
I picked up my camera and did my best sneak into the neighbor’s yard and slid alongside his house so that the little critters couldn’t see me. One of the fawns, not knowing I was there, walked straight toward me and once it got to the corner of the house and noticed me standing along its side, stopped and tried to figure out what I was. I stood as still as I could and continued to shoot this sequence:
“Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.”
~Henri Cartier-Bresson
