Only one

In the afternoon I cycled 360° around the town. It was a bit cloudy and windy, but thanks to the clouds not too hot.

In the fields on the north side I startled this deer. We looked at each other for a second and then it took off. It had been sitting, very well hidden, in the dark dry high grass. If it hadn't jumped away from me, I would have never noticed. It surprised me that there was only one, but who knows - perhaps all others kept quiet and hiding.

19:40; 27,5°C


Das Reh springt hoch, das Reh springt weit.
Warum auch nicht, es hat ja Zeit.

(Heinz Erhardt)