Today while trying to capture the sun shinning on a group of reeds and cattails, I look down at two depressions in the tall weeds and grasses thinking... Are those deer beds? Thrilled on a brain giggle, I took a few pictures just in case. Later l learn deer have been seen there!
|Deer Bed at the Edge, Digital Photo, Maywyn Studio|
Do I hear...Please lady, get real. Its just a bunch of trampled grass some deer poop on!
"So what!", I say. They feel to me as if I'm in the 1935 film of Shakespeare's, "Midsummer's Night Dream," that inspired me as a child, and its all Real. Major brain giggle. And my soul is having quite good chuckle as well.
To top it all off like homemade whip cream on pumpkin pie...I hear rustling, bigger than a cat and faster than a beaver rustling in the reeds and grasses! I quietly move away so the deer can sleep in the beds they make that I don't see. Stay safe deer friends!