Does and Their Fawns

An evening on a dairy farm, watching fields of hay, oats (soon to be baled for straw) and corn.

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Shadows

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Matriarch

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Heading for the ripening corn

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Motherly duties and TLC

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Photos by NB Hunter. © All Rights Reserved.

White-tails in Summer

It seems to be much too hot to do this but in the world of White-tailed Deer life goes on; business as usual. I’m sitting in a fence row, my back to a large old Sugar Maple tree. A strip of camouflage burlap draped over a line of parachute cord provides cover. I’m downwind of a huge dairy farm and the powerful aroma of liquid cow manure masks my scent. In this setting, my only predatory weakness is the annoying click of the shutter of my camera. On a quiet evening, with deer in close, it sounds like a chainsaw.

I’m watching a field of cut hay, hoping to see deer and other wildlife; would love to have a close encounter with a fox or coyote.

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Young doe approaching a mature doe and her fawn; submissive posture

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Yearling buck in velvet

Photos by NB Hunter. 22July2016 © All Rights Reserved.