The hunting season ended and this buck with the broken antler survived the hunters' bullets and arrows. Now his life depends upon finding an adequate food supply and keeping warm in the bitter months ahead. As She always does, the Earth Mother has given all her creatures, incredible abilities to survive in the dead of winter. Once the acorns are covered with snow and the corn has been picked, he will browse on cedar, red maple, sumac, white pine, dogwood, poplar and oak saplings. During cold snaps he beds down on the warm south facing slopes, and in order to save his precious energy, moves only in the warmer daylight hours. He made it once..I hope he makes it again.