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

Shadows

Matriarch

Heading for the ripening corn

Motherly duties and TLC
Photos by NB Hunter. © All Rights Reserved.
An evening on a dairy farm, watching fields of hay, oats (soon to be baled for straw) and corn.
Shadows
Matriarch
Heading for the ripening corn
Motherly duties and TLC
Photos by NB Hunter. © All Rights Reserved.
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.
Young doe approaching a mature doe and her fawn; submissive posture
Yearling buck in velvet
Photos by NB Hunter. 22July2016 © All Rights Reserved.