Nature’s first lesson: a fawn getting his milk straight from mom.
Brothers of the forest, surveying their domain.
Wandering wild and free.
Lost in thought as the storm brews, nature’s quiet anticipation.
She doesn’t chase the moon, she carries it with her.
One watches, one feasts—balance in the wild.
Love finds its way, even under the stars.
When gossip hour meets grazing time.
Triple trouble, single focus.
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