Our nearby gardens have suffered extensive deer damage this summer. This group's ownership of our ground is so strong that their only reaction to the opening of the living room window was to look up. That mother caressing her fawn is the one deer that I really want gone. Each year she has twins and her loving bond with her offspring is so strong that they will still be at her side when the next batch are born. It is possible that every animal in this photo is related to her.
Two additional deer moving down the hill got their attention. Ground pawing and snorts sent the interlopers eastward. Having never hunted we are unfamiliar with just how the thrill of the hunt builds. I have suggested that the chosen hunters park near the road and walk to the house. Stepping out of its shadow, an easy arrow could be launched. If more of a hunt is desired, a stealthy approach through the undergrowth seen in the background would allow the hunters to experience a more traditional hunt. In any event this group of deer both start and end their day on what is our lawn. We are looking forward to a successful hunt. There are simply an excessive number of deer here and they see this ground as theirs.
Here is a little seasonal color to help set the mood. The two huge maples deeper in this side valley that usually glow orange have already shed their leaves. We were late to drive here, but this small orange colored tree still holds most of its leaves.
My shadow falling on New England asters and Rudbeckia triloba growing in our garden near the road does not spoil this beautiful combination of purple and yellow. We know what will follow but now we simply enjoy the beauty that surrounds us.