Herd

Posted on October 14, 2013 in Creatures Hiking Neighborhood Prose Arcana

As I blundered down the Edison Trail — entering tags on an Instagram photo — I looked up.  Seven mule deer gathered near the dead end of the trail.  I crept toward them, cursing that I had left my DSLR at home.  A step then a check of my cell phone camera.  Another step and another check.  A final step — and I was too close.  The does ran off, surrounding a yearling while the antlerless bucks screened them.  Then all were gone as fleetingly as a good memory.