This young doe grazed in front of Clint and me for a long time. She wasn't bothered by our presence at all.
We called to her to get her to lift her head for a picture. Then, she seemed to pose.
We called to her to get her to lift her head for a picture. Then, she seemed to pose.
Psalms 42:1-2 As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?
