Sitting under a tree, not brushed in, wearing orange. Saw a doe at 100 yrs at 8am, watched her work her way toward me. Looked at me at 40 yrs. Started head bobbing, I sat like a rock. She made it to 20 yrs before she bounded off for 10 yrs, stopped, then slowly went away. Good encounter. Beautiful morning. C'mon Bucks! Lol