February 8, 2009
Among the many reasons I moved to Eastport, Maine after living in Los Angeles for nearly 19 years, was the longing to be in a more rural environment. I tired of the big city, with the traffic and the noise.
A few days ago while on my way home from the grocery store, there were about 8 deer feeding on the side of the road. After sitting in the car with my daughter, Juliet, for a while watching them, I decided to drive home to get my camera. By the time we got back the deer were on the move, scared off by a big rig passing by and a woman walking a dog.
We drove around for a bit, took a few photos of the sky, which is always colorful here and low and behold the deer returned and started making their way across the street:
