When in the woods, patience in priceless
Published 11/19/2009, West Fargo Pioneer
The doe froze, legs slightly splayed after coming to an abrupt halt not 15 yards to my right. Dry oak leaves scuttled past, carried by a light west wind. She stared at me. I stared back. Neither of us daring to make the first move.Word count: 759
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