I wanted to go to Pike Island to photograph deer. But the drive seemed too long to commit to on a workday, and I wanted to stumble around in the meadows of Reservoir Woods as well. Reservoir Woods have the virtue of being on my way to work, and so I went there. I wandered the cemetery. I headed into the swamp where once I had seen two swans.
And through the tangle of trees and fallen wood there was, to my total delight, a small group of deer. They were not easily startled, but it was hard to get clear pictures of them through the great weave of grasses and branches. I circled around and above them.
Trying to get a better vantage I lost sight of them for just a moment.
And I never saw them again.