This buck grazed through the front yard this morning. He was alert but never flashed the white tail until he bounded across the cul-de-sac to our neighbor's yard where the grass is decidedly greener. Of course, our grass is more tender, so I can only assume that his appetizer was our side of the road and he was headed for the entree.
They have many luscious {expensive} plants peppered throughout their natural area... downright gourmet eatin' over there. Our yard is a bit more like shredded iceberg lettuce with shredded carrots. The grass is lettuce; the numerous storm-harvested sticks are carrots.
The buck has three fawns with him. Two poked around the buffer between our yard and our neighbors, and the third ventured directly into the next-door neighbor's yard. It's greener too.
There's also a picture of a doe peeking through the pool fence. The wooded area behind her is where they have their... nest? burrow? den?... I don't know what deer-homes are called. She came to visit early in June and just stood there, watching me read my book.
The deer population must be getting out of control. Virtually everyone I know who doesn't have a fence around their garden has become part of Salad Bar Tour '14. Hunting season is going to be interesting.
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