Trees…and fog…and a family.
Minding their own.
Out for a picnic on a beautiful November day.
Soft in the quiet.
Peaceful in their Innocence.
Nature - in one of her many many extraordinary moments.
I admired them for their courage…their willingness to be seen.
I loved how they appeared so care free.
But - as I stopped to look…to hear…listen…
I felt my own fear and voice of caution:
‘Run Deer Run’.
Hunting season has officially begun.