As I move around the woods from day to day, the deer follow me almost like cattle. Often I will be running the saw, thinking that I am alone, when I look up to see a whole herd of eyes watching me. I will cut a tree down, cut it up, split it, toss the splits in a pile, then load some of it up on the trailer and take it to the house. In the 20 minutes that I am gone, the deer swarm my work area. Here are a few pictures of yesterday's 'visitation'. The firewood in the pictures was just cut and split an hour before. I left to haul a load of it up to the house, and as happens all the time, this is what I saw when I returned: