Being looked at by a unicorn is a new experience. This is the kind of idyllic scene that makes the early morning walk worth more than a thousand trips to the supermarket.
It was obviously watching us for some time before I spotted it deep in the bracken, presumably lying (sitting?). Its single antler on one side reminds me I've seen it before but didn't quite trust what my eyes seemed to be telling me. I wonder how many people have walked past just such scenes never looking to either side.
It's reminiscent of those medieval French tapestries of the Virgin and the Unicorn with detailed luxuriant garden scenes.
There is an interesting black mark on each of the photos taken near its right eye. I wonder what it is.
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