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Silent as a Whisper, the Deer

What of last summer’s doe
Who watched from the shore
The heron preening,
Ears attuned for movement,
Then ambled off into the ferns?

That was long ago –
Before that bad winter
Took so much.

Today
She bowed to nibble
Columbine and hosta
On the far shore.

And swam home.

In less than a minute
Water sluiced from her shoulders
Her heavy udders,
Then she was gone
Silent as a whisper

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Thanks to Danielle H and WordPress for their Weekly Photo Challenge: Between. Between last summer and this one, the Polar Vortex brought devastating, vicious cold. Seeing a deer swimming while kayaking last Saturday was a thrilling experience. Viewing the photos on download was especially heartwarming: the deer was the same one I had seen one day last summer, meaning she had survived that winter, and she had apparently given birth this spring.

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A selection of my heron and flower photos is now available at the Five Crows Gallery in Natick, MA. Drop in and see the work of the many wonderfully creative artists who show there when you’re in the area.

Five Crows is on FaceBook. To give the gallery a visit, please click here.

Remember: Walk softly and carry a long lens.™

The Tao of Feathers™

© 2014 Babsje. (https://babsjeheron.wordpress.com)

White Tail Deer, Swimming Deer, Kayaking

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