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Storytellers podcast featuring the voices of Our State writers. Each podcast episode features a writer reading their column aloud, allowing each distinct voice to shine. Click below to listen to Eddie read his column aloud.
The deer emerge silent as fog, as if the mist and blackberry brambles and dark dawn shadows of the big oaks suddenly transform into flesh and tawny hide. I have been watching and watching, and there were no deer. They were not there in the field corner, and not there in the open woods, and not there by the pond dam — and then suddenly there are four of them. Right there in front of me. I am merely 50 yards away, 15 feet high in a tree stand, and my heart leaps. I love watching deer, and I love it when they materialize out of nowhere, as if these rolling Alamance County hills suddenly spat them out from Deep Earth…