When I was growing up, my father was a deer hunter. I listened to many stories of hunts and he always referred to the white tail on a deer as a "flag." This morning on my way to work I spotted three deer in a grassy field. Can you see them?
As I pulled to the side of the road and got my camera ready off they went,... flags flying!
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We always call them that too and although I see them every day, I always love to see the "flags"!
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