I remember this moment. I was walking around, looking down and around for movement. Movement can indicate a critter is their amongst the grass, the trees, the sand, the dirt, the weeds, the brush. Suddenly!
I spotted him and he spotted me. I sat down, waited, snapping photos, and he moved closer and closer, then he stopped, and began staring intently trying to possibly figure it all out. Or inquire about food? Or see if I was friend or foe. Whatever it was this encounter has been one of the most precious.

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