It was Friday, my usual day off. My normal weekly post was already published (yay for me). Since I had pre-scheduled that post, I slept in and so was fairly well-rested. The weather was decent – a little overcast, comfortably cool for mid-August. I was in need of my preferred reading material – REAL books, with PAPER pages I could turn to enhance the reading experience.
The library branch I normally visit is closed on Fridays, and was inaccessible due to road construction so waiting until Saturday for that branch was not an option.
I gathered up my driver’s license, insurance card (never leave home without it!), library card and camera (the “good” one, just in case) and headed off to the Audubon library branch. After choosing my new reads, I decided to take another stroll through the adjoining Walton Woods Park (did you really think I’d need a camera at the library itself?).
This time, I turned right inside the park entrance. The right pathway is a little more woodsy, as the left pathway opens up to the back of nearby residences. Both paths circle the man-made lake.
I searched for frogs (just missed one – damn my reflexes!). I looked for fish (none, but they may have been scared away by several people fishing along the edge of the lake). I took photos of the path and greenery from whatever angle seemed attractive.
At the end of the lake, the path forked – one side circled around the lake, the other continued on towards who knew where. I decided to walk away from the lake for a change. I knew eventually there would be some houses or businesses, the park isn’t all that big.
Imagine my surprise when I saw this sign pointing to an UNPAVED path:
Well, how could I resist?
I could hear animals in the trees (probably just squirrels, I thought) and could smell what definitely seemed like something dead somewhere further in. Tempting as that was, I stayed on the path.
No animals evident, except for a number of leashed dogs with their owners. Every dog wanted “pets,” and with the owners’ permission, I obliged. We all went happily on our separate ways.
Deeper into the woods, I grew tired and decided to turn back. No danger of getting lost, the paths are very clear. Once again on the paved pathway, I headed back towards the lake.
And that’s when I finally saw it – a fawn grazing for food right at the sign announcing the lake:
The fawn was obviously unafraid of people. It simply looked at me and continued to graze. I tried to inch closer, at which point it decided to stroll on back to mama and papa. Apparently mama and papa were somewhere in the woods behind me, as the fawn began walking towards me through the woods and only about 10 feet away. It and I kept eye contact as it moved casually on by, and played peekaboo for a few minutes:
Apparently, the fawn didn’t like my camera click because it then began sprinting past me. (Or, maybe it didn’t like when I whispered [I thought], “Shhh. Just stay still!” Now, my camera does have a setting whereby I could take multiple shots of a moving object, but I don’t know how to use it yet. The best I could manage was this blurry shot of a fleeing fawn.
Maybe the next time I go to Walton Woods, I’ll have another chance to photograph that deer. Or maybe not. In any event, I intend to try.
Enjoy your weekend, folks. TGIF!
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