(*Photo of the Month)
OK, I have been asked
about these two photos several times, but don’t think I’ve ever yet taken the
opportunity to share them together; so I thought I’d post them this week as my
photo(s) of the month.
I’ve heard it said that
good photographs are not ‘taken,’ they are given, even granted as a gift. With
what I believe about the gifts of nature from our good God, I truly do find that
there are special photos we’ve shot that we more accurately see as being gifts
from God. This pair is one such example.
Gail took them three
years ago while we were vacationing in Michigan. The subject is a whitetail
fawn, of course, at least in one photo; the fawn, it seems, may provide the
backdrop for the subject in the other. It depends on how you look at it.
We have stumbled across
resting fawns in the woods, in our Michigan yard, in a neighbor’s shed, even
had one plop down right on the highway one time as it crossed and we
approached; needless to say, we pulled over, went back and got it off the road.
In each of these cases we never saw the doe. Adult whitetails will frequently
leave their newborns in order to go and make their necessary browsing
circuits; and since a fawn is relatively scent-free, and sits stock still as it
rests, a predator can pass within feet of it and not take notice. (Hmmm…
stillness and the ability to be hidden from the predator… Now that might
actually preach some time…) The fawn’s spots even provide camouflage in the
process, breaking up the patch of tawny brown quite well.
This one, however, no
longer young, was on the move with its mother nearby, and Gail just happened to
be in the right place at the right time to receive the gift. We have been
grateful for the photos ever since.
It was naturalist John Muir who said:
…A
single day in so divine an atmosphere of beauty (as God’s good earth) would be
well worth living for. And at its close, should death come without any hope of
another life, we could still say, “Thank you, God, for the glorious gift!” and
pass on.
~~RGM, May 16, 2014
P.S. If you love deer as
much as I do (it’s actually my favorite animal to see in the wild, in spite of
its ubiquity), hit this link to return to a blogpost I did on deer some time ago.
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