
| Where I live, in the north woods of Michigan's upper peninsula, deer are our constant companions. They come to our compost heap every day looking for fruit and vegetable leavings, and I love seeing them there. I have mixed feelings when they decide our flowers are "compost", though. We've had to resort to putting up mesh fencing around our flower beds--something we avoided for several years because we didn't want anything to obstruct our view of them. Finally we realized that a little obstruction was a lot better than no flowers at all! There are deer paths everywhere around here, and I like to wander them sometimes just to see where they go. When I chance to meet up with one of the pathmakers along the trail, she stares at me for a few seconds, as if she can't believe what she's seeing, and then she leaps off into the thicket, white tail in the air. |