Let there be Light
Daylight slips unseen centre stage revealing another cloudless sky. The deer hunter is already on the look-out traversing the parched grassy upland, his boots wet from the dew, his senses alert to the sound of hooves on the hard ground, unexpected movement or the silhouette of deer against the bright horizon. His binoculars sweep the landscape.
He halts suddenly and crouches. A small herd of deer lead by a fine buck graze on the edge of a wooded valley. He sets the sight on his rifle takes a deep breath and grips the trigger. He doesn’t shoot for he cannot be absolutely certain to get a fatal shot. Patience is vital. The herd, oblivious to the danger drift into the wood and disappear from view and the chance has gone.
The deer settle in the shade of the trees as the sun rises quickly sucking up the dew and bathing the grass in golden light.
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