
This little guy raced across the leafy lawn at Valley Forge yesterday, then raced up a tall lone tree and jumped in a heart shaped hole and came out to say hello: And the day before a beautiful doe with three babies hid from me in the tall grass. Oh the magnificence of…

It’s remarkable to see the different temperaments of the deer of Charlestown Meadows vs. those of Valley Forge. This little beauty was just off the path and so very close. This is a full frame photograph – no cropping. A deer in Valley Forge would never have let me get so close.

The doe had mistakenly stepped into the nest of the Red Winged Black Bird. The bird tried his best to move the doe along. Finally she turned around and jumped away in her own good time.