Well, shoot. They're being draconian at work. I am not allowed on to blogger or flickr. Yuck. So I may not comment right away. I will always comment, but there will be a delay.
Next, my Pammy has had twin fawns. She comes when I call her and she's not afraid of me. I feel honored. I hope she's afraid of other people and I don't know if I've done the right thing or not. But her trust means so much.
Now, all of you out west need to understand that there are a ton of tree hugging morons back east. I have been banned from some very elite groups on Flickr. Why. Because I had the nerve to say that hunting was better than starvation or having your throat torn out as an adult, by a wolf; or as a fawn by a coyote. I can't even believe the firestorm that I set off. I am sadder but wiser now and I curb what I know to be true. It hasn't changed the galleries that love my work, but it probably has stopped any new ones. If you want a national or international photographic career, you need to curb what you say. Oh well. Pammy's fawns are adorable and life is good.