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Morning Deer

Two Mule Deer. Turning their heads as one. Watching those of us still on the trail. It is a Grand Gesture and does not go unnoticed. A Sparrow Hawk waits and dives. Please! she screams. Every moment is sacred. How many creatures know this? The deer rotate their ears with deliberate intent. Waving at us with the well practiced indifference of newly minted royalty. First published by Iconoclast

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