Poor deer: another dump of snow

They gather on the hill, nestle down into the new snow fall, digging a bed in the snow with powerful hooves. It was a mere 5 or 6 cm of snow, but it covered up all the warm beds of pine needles where they had sat and chewed their cud in the sunshine. It's amazing how they gather in our winter deer yard, hanging about in a group. One will get up, and the whole crew will move to the backyard.

Come summer we barely see them. They split up and forage alone.
The deer that hoofed it into our yard, to escape the wolf, I haven't seen since. Nor have I seen the wolf, thankfully!