After my Bonnaroo adventure, I spent a week camping with my family in The Great Smoky Mountains National Park. One night, two deer came right up to our campsite. I took a bunch of terrible pictures of them (between the low light and the campfire smoke, they looked more like disembodied eyeballs in amongst the trees), but this one isn’t too bad. There are two of them there, just above the kids’ heads:
Can you see them?
