Boy what a rack!!!

I had been under the trees for some considerable time watching the little calf, as it rested in the protection of the small pile of fallen branches, can you see it? at the same time, listening to the roaring of the Stags around in the forest. At early o'clock I had crept into position in the hope of a "see your breath " day, when they started, it was Erie! the only sounds were the occasional great tit and the wind in the trees when they suddenly started roaring. Count from heard only was 5 count from seen was 1. And he just appeared from as if out of now where.
The calf stayed very still, not even an ear flickered as the stag approached. And then, as if on key, he did it,

It was loud, it was the epitome of challenge, it was brilliant. Why the wish for the cold morning? The breath would have shown really well turning a picture into a photograph of pleasure.

So pleased as I was this morning, I was not prepared for what awaited my return home. So having entered the kitchen, to create a real mess with muddy boots and dirty all the worktops!!! So I am told. I spied this little beauty nonchalantly sitting on the fence in the garden, it would have been rude not to have taken a few shots!!

Not surprising then that the feeders were a bit quite!

So a pleasing day all in all, and with the morrow promising to be slightly colder!!! I might have another stalk around the trees, let you know.

Thanks for looking
Paul

PS, not seeing many people as been so busy with articles and Dutch and Hindi courses. Catch you around.