The Saturday Morning Post - Who Is Watching Who

It was amazing to watch people walk by the deer and not see it, but I could tell from the tilt of her head, that she was watching everything, every movement of every person. I pointed out the deer to a couple of passers by, one wise person asked what I had my lens focussed on. Many were so engaged in trivial conversation that they missed the glories of nature that they were walking in the midst of.

We have deer are here in the DC suburbs, but not in huge numbers. There is too little forest, to many busy roads. There was a doe and twin fawns inside the fence here at the Condo this year (we are four high rise towers on 35 acres, we have deep wooded ravines around the buildings.) Down along the River, I saw deer two or three times in a year, only once did one stand still so I could get a good photo.

This photo was taken in Huntley Meadows, a county park not far from home. The property is large, 200-300 acres. Bow hunting is allowed on about half of the park, this wise doe was on the other side of the park. Still she was watching and being weary. Wise lady.

I suspect, the deer see me, more than I see them. This is their environment, they know how to blend in, how see without being seen. Who is watching who?

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