Pass The Buck

I was on a walk, when nearby a sudden movement startled me. I thought it was someone bent over, gardening, straightening up and stepping out of the yard. I was all set to say hello. And then it leapt away.

Oh, deer.

A young buck, to be precise.

Perhaps it had been gardening–its own version–or maybe, like me, out for a stroll. I marveled at the large animal passing by.

I was grateful it wasn’t killer bees, which are all the buzz these days.

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2 thoughts on “Pass The Buck

  1. A brief, magical encounter–how lovely to see a graceful, limber, agile creature with its well-toned muscles, sleek body, powerful strides, rushing past, perhaps to escape the concrete of sidewalks and streets to find its way into a tree-shaded glade.

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