Wicked Cold, and Deer Licks

I spent the day helping Miles out with his new computer. After lunch we took a break to go outside where it was incredibly sunny and just as incredibly cold (15 below zero). There’s a tame deer that visits him, and we were lucky enough to see it while we were out there. It was chewing on some grass that was poking up thru the snow, and we walked up to it with me doing my best to project a feeling of safety and no-threat. Miles walked right up and started petting it, and I did the same. Such a wonderful, gentle creature, not bothered by the frigid weather and happy to have found some dry grass to eat. Its fur was thick and more stiff than I would have thought, and it didn’t mind being petted by humans, and even licked my hand. For me it was a magical moment of wonder and awe.