We don’t lay our heads down to read and sleep until close to midnight. Sunday near the witching hour our Blink camera system alerted us to activity in our front yard. Alerts at night are either a moth flying around, winds, or the occasional spider web. But this night was different.
Our lives have been rooted in this home for nearly 26 years. We enjoy the land our home sits on, providing us with a mini-forest of Douglas firs, a few cedars, yews, and one lone pine. At first, our visitors included raccoons, who loved to challenge Bob to fights. Then there was the mama opossum who somehow managed to build her nest under our house. Finally, we saw footprints on the ground near our bedroom. Bob to the rescue to close off the vent in the foundation, and no more Mama O and her babies.
A hawk and his mate chose one of our firs as their nesting site one summer. We enjoyed for the first time the arrival of the babies and watched them grow until they fledged. They returned for a couple of summers. As well, we had a mama hummingbird who built her nest near the ceiling of our front porch for two or three summers. Her babies were also a delight. And I must not forget the squirrels who were abundant at one time, but their population has dwindled.
Not once in all that time have we seen any coyotes that roam nearby, no bobcats or bears, or other forest animals. That is not until Sunday midnight. Did you think I skipped over the deer who roam the woods? No, I didn’t skip over the deer. I saved our mystery visitor until last.
Our first deer visited us on Sunday night. The doe (we think) is lovely with her big ears held high, a beautiful coat, and a graceful walk. It was as if a miracle had arrived! She waltzed her way to our drive and moved up and across it. Here is where Bob panicked. The deer headed for our garden patch. It is the only place we receive enough sunlight to grow sun-loving plants. Our strawberry plants thrive in this small area. There is a gooseberry bush, several tomato plants blooming, and a cucumber plant or two. Monday morning Bob checked those plants, and our visitor hadn’t touched a thing!
We were so excited when we viewed the video showing us who had set off the alert that we couldn’t stop rerunning it. It was hard to wait until Monday morning to save the video and post it on social media. For your viewing pleasure, I’ve posted it here:
If you caught the video on social media, forgive the repetition here.
Here’s hoping you have a great summer,
Featured Image: Dylan Furst on Instagram
Thank you for this happy post. It was really needed today and …I thank you!!!❤️👩🏼🦰
Linda, I’m glad I added what you “needed today” to your day. And you’re welcome!!!
Oh, we have deer often. I wake to hear their soft patter of hooves in the driveway when they trigger our motion lights. And twice they have stripped my rose bushes of flowers this spring! Last year it was the cherries on one of the trees.
Ginger, thanks for stopping by and sharing your experiences with deer. Sorry about your roses and last year’s cherries!
An event worth blogging about, Sherrey.
We have deer too because we are nestled in a preserve of oaks, magnolias, and plenty of pines. Our deer like to nibble on hibiscus out back and geraniums out front unless I cover the blooms with cheesecloth.
Marian, I appreciate the tip on geranium blooms! I didn’t know they liked those too. Bob has several pots around our patio area that have the most beautiful geraniums blooming right now. I don’t know that a deer could get into our backyard, but you never know. Thanks for sharing your experiences with deer.
Terrific! Thanks for sharing…
Bette, you are welcome!
Thank you for sharing! I would watch that video over and over too 🙂
Marie, glad you enjoyed our sweet doe tripping the light fantastic at midnight.
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