He had walked a long time. Snow was starting to cover his fur.
There was a place on the path where trees would bend over and cover him for the night. He pressed on through the low brush. It would be dark before he found the trees.
He stopped and listened. There was no wind, no sound, especially with the cold air full of snow falling faster than his breath. He shook his head and moved on.
Alone, all alone. The trees would seem like his kin-they would be comfort. They would protect him from the worst of the storm.
At last, there were the trees. He dug a shallow nest and curled up on the wet ground. Soon sleep covered him like a soft blanket.
It was time to dream.
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Art and story, Debra Smith 2023
14 comments:
Lovely painting and words, Debra 🥰
We have here also a white blanket of snow ❄️
Happy time to you 🌌❤️
Beautiful
Your deer has a charming face, thoughtful and interesting. Wondrful story.
I often feel like making a comfy nest to curl up in.
Sometimes I will sit outdoors when it snows to let the snow pile up on me.
Beautiful...I almost feel like getting out the paints and brushes :-)) I think it's the peace of Advent - isn't it? I wish you a lot of joy and a warm greeting from Viola.
Thank you very much for the words and nice picture.
He’s magnificent!
Good morning, I so loved your art and story Debra-I am so glad you shared with us hugs Kathy
Wow! This is stunning. I'm so happy to see your art.
I'M only posting once a week till the end of the year, but I had to stop by and tell you how much I appreciated that amazing and poignant story. That deer in the snow is simply outstanding. Both words and painting are incredible!! I hope all is well in your world, dear friend.
That is a beautiful painting, Debra. And I loved reading the story. I felt like I was there with the deer.
Lovely story inspirated in the winter and in the wood.
I had planned to stop by yesterday to thank you for your heartfelt comment on the cow, but I was still too emotional. I totally understand why you couldn't finish the article. The Farm Sanctuary sounds like the perfect place for endangered animals. Thanks for your emotional support, dear Debra.
Lovely painting.
Ah sweet friend - gorgeous painting and lovely story. With hunting season finally gone until January am relieved. I adore the deer that run on our property. I realize they must be thinned out but I so hate seeing those beautiful creatures hunted. At least on our ground they are safe. :)!! Take care and have a wonderful Christmas and a blessed New Year. Looking forward to seeing more of your beautiful creative endeavors. Love and Hugs!
Hello Debra 😊
I'm here to wish you Happy New Year 2024 💖
I hope it brings you healt and blessed days with your family ✨❤️✨
So good Debra.
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