While walking through a thicket of young lodgepole pine, I found this mule deer fawn. The fawn was holding very still, hoping I would not see it. I set up a big telephoto lens and moved back and forth slightly to position the fawn’s head between the green branches. As I stood in one spot, it continued to be a statue. After five or six minutes, it relaxed, looked around its immediate vicinity, lay down, and nearly disappeared from my sight behind the pine boughs.Location: North America.