Being There
It is a rare honour to be able to get this close to Roe Deer, I had unwittingly stumbled upon this pair while I was unsuccessfully stalking Savi’s Warblers and Bluethroats…
To get a bit closer I did crawl on hands and knees under the cover of last years reed and a conveniently placed hawthorn…the wind was blowing from the right and sometimes I was afraid that the buck caught my scent as he started making snorting sounds when there was a break in the wind…
As the wind fizzed through the reeds on a sunny evening in May…time stood still…
As Timeless as Infinity…
Somehow I had managed to get lost in the woods again…the map I had drawn the evening before seemed to lack detail and somewhere inbetween heath and forest I realised how quiet it was…no buzzing, no chirping…nothing at all…just silence…had I entered the dimension of imagination, an area which we call the Twilight Zone? 😕
a heartical view 