Life in the Country

Except I live in the suburbs, as I have mentioned in the past. Last weekend it was the falcon/hawk/big bird of prey. This weekend – I had to wait for the deer to cross. I put on my turn indicator and pulled a bit to the side to wait and watch – you never know exactly where those deer will head. The car behind me had no such qualms – just pulled out around me and barreled on through. As pesky as the deer might be with the havoc they wreak on my garden, somehow I still get great pleasure in seeing them wandering about town.
deer crossing

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