Ghost Deer

I've gotten in the habit of taking some long walks this summer. It makes me feel like even more of an old man, but unlike those AARP-carrying senior citizens who power walk through the mall at 10:00 in the morning, I walk mostly at night, really late at night in fact. I feel comfortable stepping out at midnight or one in the morning knowing there's not much chance I'll be assaulted. The air is much, much cooler and nobodies really out and about. The world is frozen in time, covered in black ink.

For the past week or so my mission has been to photograph a small group of deer that graze near a church. I see them every night, but they're never under a light source long enough for my camera to snap any decent photos. I fumble with the camera, screw with the shutter speed and inevitability get some underexposed photos or some lovely motion blurs. Maybe I'll submit them to ghost hunting forums. Wildlife photography this is not.