Die Hirsche

Es begann mit diese einzige Hirschkuh.

Es gibt einen Hund, dass immer an mich bellt, wann ich für Züge zu kommen warte. Wann ich dieses Zeit aufgeschaut, es gab diese Hirschkuh. Es war früher Abend und Hirsche sind sehr häufig dann. Ich habe ein Paar Fotos gemacht.

It started with this single doe.

There is a dog that always barks at me when I’m waiting for trains to pass. When I looked up this time, though, there was this doe. It was early evening, and deer are common that time of day. I took a few photos.

Sie ist die Gleise und die Straße (sie hat in beide Richtungen beide Male geschaut) überschritten, und zur Fluss hat sie gegangen.

Dann ich habe Augen auf mich von hintenherum gefühlt. Drei junge Hirsche und ein älterer Bock waren dort. Sie haben an mich geschauten. Neugierig doch ohne Angst. Ich habe sehr langsam und sorgsam bewegt, diese Fotos zu machen. Ich wollte nicht die Hirsche zu ängstigen.

She crossed the tracks and the road (she looked both ways both times), and she went toward the river.

Then I felt eyes on me from behind. Three young deer and an older buck were there. They were looking at me: curious but unafraid. I moved very slowly and carefully to take these pictures: I didn’t want to frighten them.

Und dann sie haben weg von mir bewegen. Es war ehrfurchtgebietend.

And then, they moved away from me. It was awesome.


4 thoughts on “Die Hirsche

  1. Carol Reamy

    These are amazing…I love the one where he is looking at you over his back. what a thrill to be able to capture these by photo.

    1. matt Post author

      I was stoked when they came out, looked at me, and figured I wasn’t a threat. Curious but not alarmed. Very cool.


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