Everything For The Outdoors!

A noise wakes me.  I open my eyes, but I can see almost nothing in the dark interior of the tent.  Slowly, I raise myself up onto my knees and silently slip from the tent.  As my eyes adjust to the dark, I cast them about the moonlit landscape in search of the thing that woke me.
Dew covers the forest floor.  Twigs and small, fleshy plants reflect the pale moonlight in an ethereal glow.  The air is cool and crisp on my skin.  Fall is fast approaching, and before we know it this glade will be awash in pristine snow, untouched by human hand or foot, next to picnic baskets.
With the snap of a twig, I snap back to the present.  Standing before me is a doe, gazing warily at me with eyes of liquid black.  Her fawn stands a few yards away.  We are all frozen in a tableau, none of us daring to move.  The moment drags on.  And then, before I can draw breath, they are gone.  I suppose each of us prefers to be alone with family on this night.  I slip back inside the tent, into the warmth of togetherness.