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Cautiously stepping, The deer samples the new grass. We look on wistful.
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 9:45 AM UTC
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Cautiously stepping, The deer samples the new grass. We look on wistful.
We saw some deer cautiously hanging out on the side of a road. Clearly confused about the lack of people and cars they kept alert while munching on the fresh spring sprouts of grass. We watched in isolation through our window and chuckled that we are the ones in the zoo now.
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 9:45 AM UTC
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