Do you ever wonder about forgetting the subtleties? If you creep quietly, the approach is longer but the result may last longer than that. That is my struggle. I have the hardest time biding my time with patience. Sure it’s possible that one day with time I could finally get close enough to the deer he might take a grape from my hand. It is also possible that that deer would never let me near him even if I spent every day from dawn til dusk for all of time, still as a statue, hoping to gain his approval.
Have you ever seen a deer burst across a field? Hop over a brook? It would be just a moment, but it would be a glorious moment. And it wouldn’t require any patience at all. You could rush on over to him because even if it scared him off, you’d have that moment of white tail prancing away.