If you look closely, you can count six deer from photo edge to photo edge.The deer that visited my yard today, all six of them, chewed their cuds and rested and slept for almost three hours in the morning. One at each end of the group roused or the largest of them roused now and then and licked the smaller ones. These sentries looked and smelled in all directions for human predators. Using the large limb of a long-gone tree as a wind-break between my house and my neighbor's, they blended more perfectly than man-made camouflage with winter's decaying leaves. Only the occasional flash of a white tail and the upright stance of the adult doe checking on the younger ones gave them away. They provided silent company on the first sunny day in more than a week.
A sixth deer sleeps behind a tangle of vines beyond the right edge.
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