Standing Ground

It was mid-afternoon on Saturday before I had finished on the phone taking bookings for day tours and completing other miscellaneous chores. It was far too late in the day before I managed to get outside and have a walk around the hill. By the time I was half way around it was already getting dark. I had seen very little. The hill tends to be a place for passage birds rather than residents so not much to see at the moment. It was as I passed the edge of the wood that a heard of Roe Deer came into view. As they became aware of me they gradually made their way into the trees. A Muntjac however stood ground.