As twilight approaches, deer gather to nibble on the fresh sprouts of a very popular rye field.
Doesn't this big doe look regal? She looks like she could be the Queen Mother matriarch of the herd! She's certainly keeping a close eye on the human interloper, but is not worried enough about my presence on the other side of the field to take cover.
This doe is still considering her options as she lingers among the trees.
And a totally unconcerned mother scratches an itch while her curious fawn watches to see who else might be stepping out of the woods to join them for the evening meal.