The ISO went to 6400 and the photos are a bit grainy, but dang! It wasn't so bad! Cameras sure have come a long way. I shot these with my cheapo used long lens and still, I am impressed.
These are the same fawns as I did the artsy fartsie stuff too but on a different evening.
The deer are coming to our weedy area behind the outhouse because the meadows and the forest are fairly deep in snow. There is easier pickins right here. As browsers, they don't stay long. But right now just as the sun sets they appear.
I call out to hubby to let him know the visitors are descending from the woods above and he turns off whatever he is watching and stands at the back door. He counts them out to me and provides a narrative while I do whatever I am busy with in the kitchen.
With wind chills as nasty as they are and a busy schedule with Video interviews, I have decided to give up even thinking of going out for anything other than providing warm water to those who don't have a heated water tank, and feeding those birds.
I went to clean up my spare room and sort some things and ended up messing around with ... well...
Guess who's coming for dinner?
Remember this song?
Ten in Bed
I needed to distract my mind with something else after organizing the toys and art supplies.
So I spread out my old maps.
I'm thinking of a warmer day when I can get back on the trails.
And I got this in the mail, very appropriate.
-17 F tonight with gusting south winds?
Saturday is the new date for the kids and I to hit the ice caves in the morning. After this week, I'd feel like anything above zero is warm and any time outside with others would be welcome.
Adulting is
sometimes tough...
