Wildlife Photography | Wintering White-tails, Part 1
“An animal’s eyes have the power to speak a great language.” (Martin Buber)
Our home sits above a hemlock swamp. To the north west of our home is a mature White pine and Maple forest, to the south east of our home and swamp are Yellow birch, Cherry, and eventually(about a 1/4mi back) an abandoned apple orchard. Every morning the deer come out of the birch and cherry’s where they have bedded for the night, through our swamp, and across the road up into the mature pines and hardwoods where they spend the day. Then every evening, they return again, making their way across the swamp, back up to their beds for the night.
They have become so predictable in their pattern that Miss Maya (one of our dogs) waits and watches for them from the window every morning and every evening as the sun sets. She watches the swamp for the slightest movement. Some days she simply wags her tail when they pass, other days she’s just beside herself, shaking uncontrollably and growling as if to let them know she sees everything in her kingdom and they have not slipped by her watchful eye undetected.
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“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.” (Albert Einstein)