The fawn stood still, watching me. Eyes filled with wonder, the young animal's brain was clicking. What was it thinking? Curiosity? Fear? Stand ground? Graze? Flee?
Tall enough to stand above the goldenrod yet covered with baby spots, an end-of-the-summer fawn enters the adolescence of deerhood. I photographed the fawn with its twin and mother along a Huron County roadside this week.
It joins the hundreds of whitetail deer in the county that graze in fields and villages this time of the year.
Copyright 2012
Wanda Hayes Eichler
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