Not today, but on Saturday:
Cycling round a local loop, near Auchleven, past fields of cerial crops which have grown to a height of 2 to 3 feet.
The wind was sending waves through the field.
As I cycled past, I disturbed a tiny fawn, which had been completely hidden in the crops.
It leapt up in a great bound to see where it could go, and ran off in giant leaps up into the air in order to see where it was going.
After a few leaps, it stopped, and once again was totally invisible in the field.
R