Peek-A-Boo

Into the trees where the snow is not so deep, this young doe and I played peek-a-boo through the trees. Tried to capture her in flight but it was such a blur. She hung around for quite some time so she knows my scent and figures I'm no threat...unless that little black terrorist called Si Bonz is with me.
I must free my wheelbarrow tomorrow...the fire needs food for the coming blizzard, so they say. I hope they are as wrong as they usually are.