The first day of 2017 in Escambia County on Florida’s Gulf Coast, known as the panhandle or sometimes L.A. (that’s Lower Alabama), has been rainy, windy and warm. I was washing sweet potatoes late this afternoon to cook low and slow for supper when I spotted two deer, put the spuds down, and went to fetch my dusty camera.
The little whitetail doe and yearling are backyard regulars. They come for the heavy acorn crop carpeting the ground under an oak tree in my line of sight from the kitchen window.
She looks like a teen mom to me, so petite, hardly bigger than her yearling.
Mom is more watchful, though, easily identified as the tour director.
Now you can see the fluffy yearling, clearly a naive youngster, dependent upon mom’s instincts and instructions.