crackling ice, bounding deer

Imagine the photo I posted yesterday but in brilliant sunshine and the snow sparkling with a frozen crust of ice---as it was when I went out today for the mail. The sudden sound of crackling ice jerked my gaze from the mail I was carrying to the field between the house and barn. A deer was bounding across the snow, down the slope, across the road, and into the woods. Then another--and another--and another. A glorious sight, but all I could think was 'please don't let a car come down the hill!' That and 'I wish I had my camera!'