The whole family was in the Catskills when a deer ran past the house. Shortly after, a beautiful fawn passed by also and hid in a raspberry patch. I took this picture. The fawn stayed there for hours until dusk, when he/she (?) walked slowly and uncertainly up the hill a little calling for her mother, sounded halfway between a bird and a human. She stopped and stayed near the knoll of the hill for another couple of hours, calling out for her mother. She was gone the next day, but someone else said they saw a mother deer with her fawn together, so we are hopeful they were reunited.