This morning there were four and they looked to be older ones. Not easy to get any kind of photo at that time in trees as well. But as we came along the path the biggest one sailed effortlessly over the barbed wire.
There is such grace about the manouevre that it stays in the mind long afterwards. How do they do it? There's no predicting how uneven the ground is under the shrubs on the other side. Knowing nothing of anatomy let alone the anatomy relating to the legs of deer one can only wonder at the ease of their movement. The way they negotiate these man-made barriers does not absolve those responsible of their culpability. And what about the young calves?
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