They come from the woods in small groups winding around brush piles and downed trees, eyes bright and ears on alert for any unusual noise that could signal danger. The allure of tender morsels hidden beneath a light blanket of snow overcomes the natural tendency to keep their distance, typically preferring to blend into tree bark and brambles. Today they approach our courtyard where the honeysuckle awaits, flowing out towards the side yard. They freeze upon hearing a stray cat, crying for food, cross the courtyard and scamper onto the porch. White tails begin to flick erratically and you can almost feel the tension in the air. In an instant one decides to take flight leaping and bounding over logs and branches which causes the other three to follow suit. Such beautiful animals.
A view from our top floor.
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And tasty, too!
Glad to see you guys are "still on the air". Hope you weathered the storm ok.
Thank you. It got colder sooner than expected so we ended up with sleet rather than ice. That means we got to keep the power on! No plows until late this afternoon on our county roads but it's back to work tomorrow.
They are beautiful. You have a great view. As a city dweller, I'm envious. ;)
1-This picture has made me homesick for the rural uplands I grew up in.
2-It also reminded me that poaching, while illegal, was a family tradition.
3-I am also now hungry, for some reason.
Funny- my little granddaughter, probably 4 or 5 at the time, asked what deer were made out of. My husband replied, "meat". Her eyes got big as saucers, she smiled and said "let's go hunting!" The girl likes her meat. LOL
The first picture is called Jesus on the mountain
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