I've seen deer in the woods every morning since I arrived. This morning it was just the white flash of their tails though the trees. Yesterday I startled two of them near a clearing and got to see them bounding through the tall grass as they headed for cover on the other side of a pond. The best sighting was a group of five who ran across the trail a few yards in front of me, but then stood as still as tree trunks, watching me watch them.
Unfortunately they are less willing photography subjects than the neighbor's cow.