On the second hottest day of the summer, I chose to go on an extended walk in full sun approaching noon. But I got some cool pictures and my son saw a deer. It was amazing, actually. We heard dear crashing in the woods, and saw flashes of white tails as they were running away.
My seven-year-old said, "I really want to get a picture of a deer." His older brother scornfully insisted that it was impossible. We left the nay-sayer behind, walked for a few minutes down a wooden path and found a young buck watching us. He got his picture. Magic.
Well worth the remedial brain-cooling measures when I come home. Too tired to post, so I back-dated this one.
Magic through a seven-year-old's eyes. Wildlife in the city.
went for a walk (but it doesn't count because it was too hot)
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