She was right outside the window, happily munching away, with her fawn in tow, liftng her head to listen like this every so often.
Tomorrow is the opening day of rifle season. They'll likely be a little more skittish during the next month.
Their appearance changes so much throughout the year. So glossy and rich brown in the summertime, turning this greyer brown in the fall, then rather ragged looking in the spring while shedding their winter coats. I think of this as their classic 'hunting season face' the way they have that white mask around their eyes and chin this time of year.