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The first time I met this guy he was all bluster and bristling fur and bent on battle with a big interloper into his territory. I had recently read a story about a boy and his best friend, a dog, who happened to be his father’s champion pit fighter. I lent the dog’s name to this big feisty buck, not realizing that I’d come to know him and love him as a best friend, and I’d never again see his aggressive side.I knew his territory; I’d go into the forest to find him, just wandering in the direction of that subtle tug, and more often that not he’d be there in the place that my heart guided me to. Sometimes he was ‘on patrol,’ visiting the scrapes and rubs he maintained to let the others know his boundaries. Other times he’d be resting after a long night of entertaining the ladies. It was business as usual; my presence had no effect on his activities; he wasn’t like a puppy craving my attention nor did he demonstrate affection like a housecat nuzzling against my neck. He behaved for the most part as if I wasn’t there.

Something almost imperceptible changed in me during the span of time I knew him. It was like I learned how to reach out thru him and into something unfathomable. Here I am trying to write about it now, and I just don’t have the words.

As I look into this picture now, I see one side of the image in darkness and the other is bright white light. He intersects the polarity as if to represent the transition between. I called him ‘Wardog’ when first we met, and the name stuck, though it no longer seemed to fit him. Over time, I’d realize that he represented a different sort of warrior to me now. It was in his presence; rather I suspect that it was in the presence of what I found when with him, such that I began to learn how to heal the quiet wounding of my heart (continued with King of Winter 2).
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©2008 Miles A Moody All Rights Reserved; Kindly refrain from duplicating this copyrighted written and/or photographic work without my written permission. Thank you.

Nikon F5, f2.8 @1/45, 200 mm, Fuji Velvia 50, Wimberley Head, Gitzo tripod, Great Smoky Mountain National Park

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snow, winter, deer, whitetail deer, buck, spiritual, healing

“LIfe is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away (source unknown).” It is my heartfelt desire to share some of my breath-taking moments, hoping that you also may receive something of enduring benefit.

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  • alex wynnter
    alex wynnterover 4 years ago

    wow, great capture

  • Much appreciated!

    – Miles Moody

  • NatureGreeting Cards ©ccwri
    NatureGreeting...over 4 years ago

    Gorgeous image of Wardog, Miles

  • Thanks so much, NG

    – Miles Moody

  • CLiPiCs
    CLiPiCsover 4 years ago

    Congratulations Inspired Artist

    Love ‘N’ Laughter Kriss

  • Wow, fantastic; thanks so much for the feature!

    – Miles Moody

  • bev langby
    bev langbyover 4 years ago

    Congrats on Artist of the month at HTA group , i love these creatures and its so nice to know u are out to visit him and his home and not as a hunter , that warms my heart ….

  • Thank you, Bev. Yes, how wonderful to be honored in this way by the Healing Through Art Group :-))) I find I’m elated to the depths of my heart!

    – Miles Moody

  • mtozier
    mtozierover 4 years ago

    So beautiful!

  • A heartfelt thank you, back at you, for joining me in appreciation for what is coming thru this image ever so subtlely :-)

    – Miles Moody

  • Ruth Lambert
    Ruth Lambertover 4 years ago
    CONGRATULATIONS!

    Your beautiful work is Featured in
    APPALACHIAN LIFE & ARTISTS

  • Thank you so much, Ruth!

    – Miles Moody

  • mikebov
    mikebovover 4 years ago

    fantastic capture
    What a majestic creature

  • Thanks, Mike. I was so forturnate :-)

    – Miles Moody

  • Scott Denny
    Scott Dennyalmost 4 years ago

    He has been around the block a few times…excellent shot.

  • Karen  Moore
    Karen Moorealmost 4 years ago


    11/21/10 one a day

  • Ruth Lambert
    Ruth Lambertalmost 4 years ago

  • I appreciate so much this great honor, Ruth.

    – Miles Moody

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