There’s magic in the air. Can’t you just smell it, feel it, see it at this time of year?
Yesterday Sam insisted on bringing our DSLR camera on a walk in the woods with his grandparents, as he wanted to “take photos of the deer”. Apparently the deer have been illusive out there all week, but five minutes into our walk, a small herd of Fallow deer appeared from the tree line on the next ridge. Slowly, one at a time, they emerged to sniff the air and sunlight. Then two ran down the slope towards him, as he wrestled with a heavy, long telescopic lense, clicking furiously at the deer he had been so certain he would see.
