At a Canter

One of my roe deers this morning cantering down the field.

I'd seen him from the bedroom window going the other way so shot downstairs for the camera, stealthily opened the back door and realised I was barefoot. Knowing time was of the essence I didn't have a moment to waste so tiptoed across the terrace whilst fiddling with the camera settings just as he cantered past again. 

Over to Oxford with the family to my brothers for Sunday lunch which was lovely. I was filled with trepidation taking Millie but she rose to the occasion with exemplary behaviour so I needn't have worried.