Another cold and wet storm moved through last night, leaving a blanket of early October snow in our canyon. This morning at dawn I heard what sounded in my dream like Ellie yelling “heyyyy”. When I woke up and looked outside I saw several mule deer, with one fawn yelling because it couldn’t reach the aspen leaves everyone else was eating.
When I walked out into the kitchen there were two big boys digging through the compost as well, where I just dumped last night a bunch of semi-rotted apples and summer squash. The noise of the backdoor opening scattered them a bit, but an 8 pt stopped and turned back and starred long enough for me to get this shot…
