I set a personal record on this morning's ride into work.
I had to weave my way through no less than five deer.
One actually simply stood in the middle of the road and mocked me as I slowed down and carefully maneuvered around it.
I'm also seeing something I never used to see - deer going solo.
One of the lessons I've learned in three decades of early-morning near-misses with Bambi is that there is almost never just one deer.
If one darts out in front of you, you can pretty much count on two or three others following right behind - and right into your path.
But recently I'm seeing deer on their own, not that it makes them any less dangerous.
You've been warned. Be careful out there. The deer are everywhere.