You Don't Say, My Dear

As we left Red Rocks we noticed a few deer wandering the parking lot. At first, I wasn't certain they were even deer. Evidently, in Kansas City (specifically my backyard) we have white-tailed deer. These are mule deer.

By the time we got to the main road, the Wild Boys counted close to 30 of these mule deer. They were everywhere. They stood perfectly still. Likely thinking we couldn't see them. It felt like they were standing along the road to wish us godspeed as we went along our way.