This white-tailed deer came to see what was making the rustling noise in the leaves. I could just make it out as it left the safety to dogwood, walked through the tall grasses, and finally poked its head up to take a look at me. It was probably only a trip of 100 feet, but it made me feel like I was an import curiosity for this buck. For a change I had a telephoto lens on the camera because I had been chasing a white-breasted nuthatch. I was unable to get a nice photo of him, but got this nice portrait of the deer.
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