Seeing the head adornment, I hasten to add that it wasn't Bambi but Bambo.
As I cornered the curve I spotted something out of the ordinary. At first I couldn't work out what it was but then I realized who that alert face belonged to.
His eyes never left my face but he sat still enough for me to record our encounter.
What a stunning stag who I hope will make it through the hunters' maze and through the season.
A blanket of differing fields. Mostly wheat but still a bit of variety. Walking past it feels like brushing over a velvety carpet.
The chapel that was, surrounded by a ring of trees some of which remind me of an African prairie...
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