Oh, hello old buck. Yes, my driveway is for you too; I see you stand so majestically in the chilled high plains air. Your breath exhaling into a billowing plume from your regal ungulate snout. Such a wonderful addition to my brisk, cool morning and picturesque driveway. Stand safely as long as you like, we can both patiently admire the safe and dry crushed granite retreat I call my driveway. Thank you for visiting me you old venerable buck, I hope you return again soon to share this visage with me.