When I finally saw the fawn again, it was with its doe on the west fence line path. It’s growth in just two weeks was impressive. I only saw it from a distance, but it looked energetic and sturdy. The doe was taking the fawn to the north end of the property near the paddocks to put it back in hiding, to put it into its bedding.
I circled around them and sat down where I could see the doe arrive at the end of the west path (photos below). Photo on right below looks between two rows blue berries toward where the doe was hiding the fawn, about 50 feet from where I sat.
I watched the doe rustle around and leave, but I stayed seated. I had my coffee with me, and it was a sunny, warm morning and a pleasant spot, so I just sat around awhile. I took a bunch of pics of nothing specific, using different zoom levels to to check out later how the camera handled them. One of pics was a hole in some bushes about ten feet to the left of me (photos below). After about 20 minutes, the doe returned to where she’d put the fawn, and I got up and left quietly so they could do their thing.
Later that night, I remembered the test photos, opened up the hole in the bush photo, zoomed in to check the pixilation, and saw the image below.
According to the photo time stamps, she’d been watching me for twenty-four minutes, like a ghost, and I’d never seen her. She was ten feet away and hadn’t made a sound, hadn’t crunched even a twig. I’d been spied on by the wild animal I was trying to spy on. The watcher got watched. It was a briefly shocking discovery.
Doe, 1: Human, 0.
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