While my brother was visiting, we had to stop to take a picture of some flowers. It just so happened that we stopped right by the deer crossing sign, and I happened to see him imitating a jumping deer. Of course he didn't want to admit it. I mean, who would?
He tried to cover up by then looking for the deer. Notice how he is so thoughtfully scanning the horizon? He's used to small white-tailed deer, not the big burly mule deer we have out here. He really wanted to see them. He might have better luck if he shaded his eyes with his hand instead of posing in such a photogenic way. (Ha, ha, Peter, thanks for being such a cooperative model.)
And look, sure enough there were some deer out in the distance, in their favorite dusk hangout. They like to go out in the fields to munch on the yummy alfalfa and have a drink or two with their buddies. They've got the good life figured out.