I think we should all take five minutes out of our day and behave like the deer on the right.
We should leap into a moment,
kick up our heels, and enjoy…being, just being.
Here’s hoping you take your five minutes…I stretch it out to 30 minutes, but, that’s just me.
I had noticed that the little bird feeder tray was unusually clean in the mornings and thought…raccoons.
One afternoon I was walking across the studio close to the outside door and a mere five feet from me were three deer at the feeder.
I’ve seen these characters passing through quite often, but I had no idea that they’d discovered the little feeding tray.
I thought the little buck was ADORABLE, look at it sniffing the rose bush.
But what is this?? NO! NO!
Well darn it. Now I know who ate all of my rose bushes. 😞 Mystery solved, disappointment activated.
I thought I was all alone…but I hear the unmistakeable galumphing of a Velociraptor.
THERE IT IS!
Don’t get me wrong, I might be a little nervous but not enough to stop eating.
Yep, I’m sticking my tongue out at you, you don’t scare me.
Where did you come from?
What are you doing? You’re getting too close.
Stop stalking me! You’re weird, I’m leaving.
I SAID I WAS LEAVING, CAN’T YOU SEE ME RUNNING? DON’T PECK ME WITH THAT BEAK OF YOURS!
I gave you last night to cool down, came back to have my breakfast of sweet new greenery and you do THIS to me? I didn’t bring my buddies with me to intimidate YOU, this is just not fair.
I wonder how the deer feel when spring arrives,the trees unfurl their leaves and suddenly they have fresh, fresh, fresh food?
This buck worked it’s way into the Phlox and honeysuckle bushes, it later told me it was trying to find the most nutrient dense leaves and complained that mother nature had stocked them “way at the back of the ‘shelves.'” I don’t know why he was complaining, he was tall and he had a longer neck than I do…if that was my food source, I would starve to death because of my short neck…no way could I reach that high.