It is minus 28 degrees when we meet Lily Martindale. A hermit/caretaker for a great Adirondack camp, Martindale is trudging through the snow, hauling a toboggan loaded with hay that she will feed to the deer who trail behind, waiting for the hay to be broken into flecks for them. Martindale has been doing this for almost 10 years, ever since she fled her philanthropic efforts in New York City. During that time, she has become more eccentric and more storied. "Overhead, a raven calls. Together they are the stuff of legend. Animals follow her. She smells of them. People say she talks to them."