Tuesday Morning’s Visitor

Clarksburg, West Virginia, 8 November 2016

I’m not sure if he was just resting in our yard on his way through or if he intended to take up residence there, but when he realized I was looking at him he got up and went away. I’d never seen him before. I would have remembered.

The Buck in the Yard

The Buck in the Yard

I don’t know where the usual little herd of does, fawns, and yearlings was.