Went for a drive across the mountains to a little village nestled at the foot of the Cascade Mountains on the Eastern side. This time instead of walking around the village, we went down to a park along the Wenatchee River.As we were walking I heard Stan say deer. Now I knew he was not addressing me
cause that isn't one of his terms. I looked up to see this. She was walking towards us. Our being on the path did not deter her at all.
We had our grandson Jonah with us. As we stopped, I told Jonah not to move at all. I do not think this little four year old even twitched a muscle as she came closer to us.
At about ten feet from us, she veered of into the weeds beside the path.
Once off the path, she stopped to watch us as we continued on our walk.
We also saw a beaver in the river, but it was not as accomodating as the deer so we did not get any pictures of it.
6 comments:
Beautiful...I love to watch God's creatures!
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How Beautiful! That dosn't happen very often! What did Jonah think of it?
What beautiful pictures! We once had a buck walk down our street-right in the middle!
What great photos! This looks like a beautiful place to walk and seeing the deer that close, would have made my day!
That happens with deer at Hurricane Ridge, too. Have you been there? Lovely spot!!
Thrilling to be so close and get such awesome pics, yah?
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