Ladies of the Evening
I’ve often wondered why some who find themselves in the middle of breathtaking beauty are unable to recognize it.
Those who can 'see', oft sense so much glee
Yet those in a hurry, seem doomed to but scurry
Since they can't get in touch, they sadly miss much
Mule Deer capture made against a fire-scorched sundown sky from a place ‘off the beaten track’ in eastern Montana where, according to some, ‘nothing’s there’.
~ Anecdote, poem and Mule Deer capture, Ladies of the Evening © Jerry L. Ferrara