The photo shows the true strength of nature. It was the beginning of rut and deer hunting season, this Buck ran wildly and free as he chased Doe's and ducked gunfire. While performing a feeding-nature-ritual a week later, I was relieved to see the Buck's head sticking out from behind a tree. Instead of running, the Buck stepped towards me (unusual). His back leg; broken. The strength of nature glazed over the Buck's eyes as he fueled up his spirit with anticipation to still seed the Doe's which began circling around him. Silent, the Doe's stared in wonderment as he pivoted within his circle of strength!!