The Mistwalker

The fog covered the hillsides this morning, rendering layers of trees invisible with a misty blanket of gray. A cool breeze brought a welcome hint of autumn, along with the distant squawk of a crow.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a stunning buck on the back ridge with a nice set of antlers. He had disappeared into the mist before I could reach the camera. I waited hoping he'd return and take the same trail back up the hill but he didn't. Instead, this doe appeared shortly thereafter. I was lucky to snap a quick pic of her.