Deer

I passed a deer driving last night. It crossed the road in front of me at a walk, head down.  I noticed her ribs and unsteady gait.  I stopped the car, and she also stopped and looked at me.  I could tell it was not going to make it through winter.  I wanted to grieve for its death, but I realized that this deer's death may be what keeps my friends the coyotes alive through this hard winter.  It is difficult, but I am learning not to place value judgments on what I consider to be of worth.  Seeing that deer would have been great news for a coyote, and sad news for the doe's fawn. The perspective with which we view things influences how we judge the situation.  Objectivity in such situations, as in most instances, is difficult, if not impossible.  We skew everything we see.