It was a mild morning so I went for a walk in the half-dark.
Although it’s only mid-December the birds were tuning up for Valentine’s Day,
and in the hedgerows cock blackbirds were practising their skirmishing tactics.
I stopped off at a shop to buy a loaf of bread and came home along the
partially cobbled track that leads past a school and then below the slopes of
Gorsey Hill wood.
I sensed her before I saw her, a gentle, nervous presence at
the periphery of my perception. She was standing at the edge of the school
playing fields. She watched me for a moment or two, ears and nostrils twitching.
She decided I was a threat, and bounded gracefully away towards the shelter of
the wood. A roe deer.
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