Yesterday we encountered more deer on the path around the beaver bog; in this pass, we spied a grown doe quietly munching on something at the edge of a clear cut. We saw her first and the blogdog was mesmerized; he didn’t bark, as is typical, when he spotted her but only barked when she trotted off (with a big snort).

Just a few minutes later we came upon a youngster doing the same thing: eating greens along a clear cut logged this past winter. This deer was more suspicious of us and left the area shortly after.