Often in the evening, I'm frustrated by how fast other drivers are moving, zig-zagging to pass every car they can. But yesterday, as I turned onto the road near the railroad track, I noticed that the car ahead of me had slowed almost to a stop. Curious, I slowed down as well.
A deer had stopped from a stand of trees and stood motionless, watching us. I pulled over and sat for several minutes, just watching until the deer finally turned and ran back into the woods. The car ahead of me speeded up then, and I drove home.