Velvet antlers in the twilight
It was late on in the day when I saw this beautiful (if slightly scruffy) Roe buck standing up on the top of the hill. His antlers give him such presence, but as he ducked easily under the fence I could see clearly that he was no larger than a medium sized dog. I stepped off of the path, covered my face and with my back to the hedgerow I waited. Slowly he picked his way down along the far fence; stopping, listening, scenting the air, scanning the edges of the field. I watched as he slowly came nearer and nearer. I started to take pictures - just one frame at a time; he was so close now and the shutter seemed so loud. 15 minutes had passed since I first saw him and the light was almost gone. he kept on toward the hedge to my right - too close now to photograph and anyway the light had gone. I strained to see him in the fading light; trying not to move - he stopped - suddenly alert - and trotted striaght through the hedge - only a few metres away.
I took these photographs in March last year and I'd actually written them off. I thought that they were no good due to very high noise caused by using ISO 6400 in such low light. Lightroom wouldn't clean it up - it was too severe; but after finding them them again tonight I was surprised to see how they look with the vibrance and saturation right down. What's left is close to black and white, but not quite and I think it sets the mood well. I like them.