Foggy Crossing
It is first light of the morning and I’ve just settled into my blind. The peaceful silence is broken only occasionally by the distant caw of crows muffled by a dense fog. From the woods I hear a SNAP! and loud rustling, followed by a large SPLASH! My pulse quickens as I pan my lens over to investigate the source of the disturbance. Then I spot it, a White-tailed Deer is working its way across the water. That’s when I know, it’s going to be another perfect day at Brick Pond. September 23, 2015
