Bouffant Blonde

  I guess we’ve become a deer sanctuary. Maybe sanctuary isn’t the correct word. There’s nothing official about it. The deer seem to have determined their own place in our world.   We’ve always seen deer on the property. They would come and go. My Dad raised cows and never, ever allowed hunting. A few years ago I sold the remainder of the herd. I miss the cows sometimes. The deer seem to have taken their place and my heart is thankful for that.   F or years I have fed geese and ducks down by the pond. Whole and cracked corn are thrown out at least once a day. When the ducks are migrating in the spring and fall, I will feed more often. The deer seem to think the corn is for them too. The photograph above shows them eating away. I don’t have the heart to tell the deer to go away.   I have no idea how many deer live on the property. As I said earlier, they come and go as they please. We enjoy watching them and so far they haven’t caused any trouble. They even ...