Each day on our visit to Montana, we visited Yellowstone National Park. We drove along the Old Yellowstone Trail road that enters the park 8 or so miles north of the Roosevelt Arch skirting along the Yellowstone River in search of the Elk, Bison, and Pronghorn that live in and around the park. Late one afternoon as dusk fell, a small herd of Pronghorn, mostly does, crossed the road in front of us. This doe stopped in the middle of the road and stared at me as I took a few shots of her. Her expression of curiosity charmed me. After a few clicks, she continued across the road.
