I love photographing deer. I usually do this from the car. If I see them ahead, I slow down and coast to the side of the road so I can watch them eating and playing, hopefully, not spooking them. This one didn’t seem to mind at all, though she did say she wasn’t signing any more releases without royalties. Click on pictures to enlarge.
© Chris Taylor
© Chris Taylor
The wind and the cold move in; the deer run away. When we started down the path, the temperature was around 55. By the time we got back to the car it had dropped by 20-30 degrees. The amazing Kansas cliche in action. Click on pictures to enlarge.
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We saw quite a few deer this morning, but this one was a bit different. I’m not sure if this was male of female. I don’t know how to tell the difference. We were not particularly close to him/her, but once he/she got a whiff of us, wheezing, grunting, and stamping the feet started and she/he moved a bit closer with each wheeze. It seemed funny at first–the attack of Bambi, but the more she/he wheezed and stomped, the more nervous I became. We made it back to the car safely. I never really thought about deer attacking until we got home and I, of course, began to Google. Turns out it is not all that uncommon, but we’re not really in mating season yet, are we? We wondered if there might be a little one nearby. Click on picture to enlarge.
We’re the only ones on the path on this clear, crisp morning. I walked past them once without seeing them. On the way back, there they were, probably hoping I wouldn’t notice. 
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