Spotting deer in real life is a secretive endeavor. I'm pretty sure that for most people, it has a lot to do with
Stand by Me (if you don't know,
may god have mercy on your soul you should find out). If one spots a deer, one doesn't speak of it. Like that club... with the... nevermind. We spent a good minute considering each other once it crossed and settled under a tree. I dared not approach it, but I didn't want to leave, either. So I just stood there. There are too many emotions to get into on a public blog thingie. I'll just say it was magical. And hope that's enough.
Here's some pics from my walkabout through Peña Adobe.
Unusually long arrow is funny to me.
Aw shithell this is steep!
Panoramic from the almost-top of the hill.
Love me some Californian blue and gold.
New shoes!
cReeepy
Artistic close-up of rotting wood picnic table.
The Matrix is all around us.
My treasure is
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