Mostly the deer on Blacka are timid and have no wish to allow people to get close. They are wild and suspicious unlike their cousins in kept herds on country parks and stately homes. But the occasional stag has a 'couldn't give a damn attitude'. Such was the fellow in the fog this morning. While a hind disappeared into the murk he carried on with his breakfast unconcerned despite our getting closer. I whistled in the hope he would raise his head for a picture but he obstinately refused to oblige preferring to show us his ample backside. His antlers suggest quite a mature animal.
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Marvellous Neil. Saw quite a little party of deer on Big Moor 10or so days ago. We were practising mapand compass reading and off the beaten track!
Not been blogging for 6 months or so but trying to do a bit again now the beautiful winter has arrived. Fieldfares today at Woodthorpe....
How did your meeting go? Not able to come as brother v poorly and was visiting.
Good to see you back bloggging Sally. And I never read John Clare without thinking how much we've lost of the rural atmosphere - one of his own themes of course even in those days.
We must have another FoBM meeting with slides when more people can come.
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