Perhaps they were as startled as I was! Standing on the edge of the meadow before sunrise I heard them crashing through the long dry grasses behind me. Within seconds the young buck was on my left, the doe on my right. Just feet away. Regarding me with curiosity they paused before ambling on through the dew laden webs and drip spangled seedheads to disappear into the rolling mists of dawn.
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