This morning there were five deer in the back yard. My camera was set wrong, so I didn't get a picture of the half-grown spotted fawn. From the yard they went down into the river and I could hear their hooves on the rocks.
They paused on the island in the river (hard to see).
I ran across the bridge to the fishing path. They were curious about me so we got a good look at each other.
They never did bolt. Eventually, they went back across the river and up the ridge that runs behind our house.