Tag Archives: mule deer

Oh, deer.

Because it’s not always about rocks.

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(I have no idea what that means, but I’m running out of rock memes)

As we started to drive out of the Grand Canyon National Park…

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We passed a mule deer.

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And then a whole herd.

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They’re sweet little things.

Much smaller than what we have here in Maine….

Did you know there’s a village inside the park?

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Complete with lodges…

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And cottages…

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That need carpet cleaners?

I didn’t. It never occurred to me that there would be anything other than natural, pristine wilderness.

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But there was a train station…

And studios, an amphitheater and a market.

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There were also some pretty impressive icicles.

Told you it was cold!

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Having been dutifully warned of the traffic…

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We turned on Desert View Drive, where we didn’t view any desert….

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But did run into frozen fog….

Which, when it sticks to the trees and bushes?

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Is almost magical.