What a difference a week makes, last week the forest was alive with deer participating in the rut; every thicket rustling with does, whilst the calls of stags echoed through the stands and out over the open heath. Today, not a sight, not a sound; we've not seen or heard a deer so far this week. In nature everything has it's time. I imagine the successful stags will no doubt be sleeping it off somewhere before they try and regain the weight they've lost before winter sets in; then both stags and does will herd together mostly in single sex groups until next rutting season.
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