When one of the fawns wanders off on its own, I can't help but notice how its spots have faded to just a few on its rump. The spots no longer are needed for camouflage as the fawns move toward young adulthood.
When another doe, Grandma Lucy, I think, joins in to share the deer block, I'm struck at how she's well into her gray-brown heavier winter coat. The other doe shows evidence of molting on her side, but her process of growing a winter coat is slower because she's been lactating to feed her fawns. I've learned that lactating and molting are both very demanding in energy consumption so the doe must finish one to begin the other.
My first visit at the feed block from a young buck showed that the males were undergoing their own changes. Sporting his velvety antlers signaled his preparation for the upcoming fall rut.
And this dandy buck turned his head away from me, making sure I saw his antlers from all directions.