Random memory time!!

When I was about 10, I opened the front door to take the dog out. It was super early, and cold that morning. I go to open the screen door and as I look up, there is giant buck in our front yard, and a couple females as well. (His harem, I’m guessing. Do deer even have harems? Or are they the mate for life kind of animal?) Anyway, I shooed the dog back, telling him we would go out in a little bit. I then crept outside as quietly as I could so as not to scare the deer.

The buck was bigger than any animal I had ever seen at that point, and as I stepped outside, he turned to me and just stared at me. The female deer seemed a little apprehensive and a bit jumpy, but this dude just stared me down. It was intimidating and exhilarating. I sat down on the front stoop and just watched. Mr. Buck got bored with me, I guess; he went back to grazing on the frosty grass since he determined that I was not a threat.

It was one of the most peaceful moments of my life. It was so incredibly quiet, the cold making it seem even more silent than silent. It was truly a beautiful thing, and I wish that was something I could experience more often in life.