Staring contest with a deer

This deer matches its home so well you can barely see it. πŸ™‚

I was walking through a nature reserve today when I came across this little deer and her little friend (not pictured). This deer and I stared at each other for several long minutes as I tried not to breath, my feet rooted to the ground. It seemed both confused and curious – whenever I would stand still it would go back to chewing something on the ground as if it had decided I was some sort of non-threatening large plant, but whenever I made any sort of slight movement its head would dart back up to stare at me.

Its little friend had actually walked up to within 5 feet of me which was wonderful and a bit alarming as I briefly pictured it nipping at my fingers. However, when I made a slight movement to get my camera out, this startled the little deer and it walked behind the trees. When it peeked out at me later, somehow it seemed too intimate of a moment to photograph – the deer felt to me like another intelligent being, more like a person than animal, and so I put my camera away.

It was a wonderful, magical little walk. πŸ™‚

via Photo Challenge: A Good Match



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So much can change in a week! The three pictures above I took yesterday, while the bottom two I took last Wednesday. The difference is like winter and spring! I love the fact that the shadows are similar though, elongated and stretching outwards. πŸ™‚ All of the pictures were taken in the park behind my house where I like to go on walks. My own shadow is in two of the pictures – you can see that I’m wearing a very long coat.

Almost all the snow and ice that covered the ground last week has melted, but the days have continued to be sunny and so the shadows have stayed. πŸ™‚

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via Photo Challenge: Shadow


I drink in solitude like tea, slowly, letting it pour into my body and warm me up. Peace flows throughout my veins and my whole body breathes freely. Solitude gives me the freedom to be me, to not have to worry about other people – what they expect from me, what words I should or should not say, what they think of me – solitude just lets meΒ be.Β 

One of my favorite things to do when I’m alone is to sit on the carpet in my living room in the sunlight and just drink my tea. I love sitting there, cradled in the warmth of my home, looking outside into the sunny world. I sink into the quiet, and my ears delight in the fact that the only sound to be heard is the soft humming of the house. My existence truly feels real during those times. It stretches out to fill the room and I feel myself a part of the ticking of time.

When I’m alone, I don’t feel the pressure and the anxiety to do anything, it’s enough to simply exist. When I’m alone, just being alive seems incredibly precious and beautiful.

via Photo Challenge: Solitude