Deer season has started in our area and hunters like my Dad always loved tracking snow as they called it. It’s easier to hunt and kill deer when there is a cover of the white stuff. I live adjacent to a wooded area and just last week as I returned home I saw three deer crossing our street and moving into that wooded area. I hope they are safe now, but probably not as the deer hunters comb the nearby woods looking for animals to kill.
I’ve only hunted deer a few times in my life. My last hunting trip was in November of 1982. I find no pleasure in killing deer. I’ve collided with many deer in my car. The last collision occurred on Good Friday nearly five years ago when a deer intersected my path on New York State Route 242 in the Town of Ellicottville. That deer cost me a $250 deductible on my insurance coverage. Despite that I still love them more than not. They are such graceful creatures and move about like the Ruach.