Dear o deer

It was what I would call an almost opportunity this morning: I watched a very vocal, roe buck get closer and closer, willing him to get into camera range. Thwarted by the growing sweet corn crop and long grass it was difficult to get a clear shot.

Just when I thought I would get a clear shot I must have given myself away, as he bolted. Curiosity overcame him and after a few minutes he walked back to check me out so gave me the chance for a few frantic clicks of the camera.