What little snow there was has melted but the streams are full of water and the trees bare against the evening sky.
It had started to ice up at the edges
Or wear deer-coloured clothes.
Hunters in camouflage and bright orange waistcoasts rumble by on all-terrain vehicles.
A few years ago, a beautiful big buck strode imperiously through our back garden. He knew he was safe near the house. I hope he got away to enjoy more sunsets.
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