every day it seems there is a new buck in the park, bigger than the last. i have only seen the smaller ones spar so far - they stay close but don't challenge the larger males. i'm hoping to witness a bigger battle soon, if i'm lucky. on this day the wind was howling and a storm was moving through. with all that noise through the trees, the deer were staying out in the open so that nobody could sneak up on them. at this point though, i don't think he knew i was there. then again, those tilted ears suggest that he might.