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A perfect match, Ms.M: your own eye for beauty and Anon's perfect poetry. I had to read that aloud, slowly, over and over; such concision, yet every word feels like an adventure in itself, and all in perfect harmony with your photographs.
Wonderful poem, Anon -- thank you xxooDive: N and I both thank you. Anon writes well, don't you think? ;)
Nice pairing, Ms M and Anonymous.I've seen deer a few times, on my hikes. I will never get used to it. They are always striking.
You have the best walks.
Petrea: Thank you. Anon and I make a pretty good team, most of the time :-) This deer was young and very intent on snacking; it didn't seem that afraid of us.Margaret: We often see wonderful, unusual things during our walks. I always pack a camera, just in case.
What a lovely walk. I never see deer on my walks :)
Thank you, Debs. We don't see deer often; they usually stay further away in the hills.
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