September morning.....

Good morning all. I had a brief encounter with the little brave buck last night....He was quietly drinking water from a puddle in the yard. As he moved into the ditch, he discovered some kind of delicious greens that he could not ignore. He ate for a long time before he stood up in his full glory on the side of the road. This is when I was given an opportunity to take a picture of his glorious self. I tried to talk him into going into the woods, and getting away from this dangerous road but he just looked at me and went about his business. It was a rare pleasure to watch this wonderful animal in his element. Hard to think that come November, it may be his last time here on earth. While I realize, hunting gives some people pleasure and food on the table, I hate to think of his demise. He is a beautiful deer and should be allowed to live to his full glory...I can only hope....that he is wise and knows where to hide while the bullets fly....Ahh life....Late ta