Bloom Where You're Planted Farm

We often see two or three deer crossing our driveway as they head from one field to another.  Usually it is just before the last light is gone from the west and all we can see are their silhouettes as they go by.  Saturday evening they came earlier when there was still enough light to observe them better, and I sat and watched them for around 20 minutes.  At first we counted six in and around the yard.  One doe was braver than the rest and came within 25 feet of the house.  She got scared by our cat on the porch and ran away.  The others stuck closer to the tree line and we could see two lying down, one of which was looked smaller and younger than the rest.

Eventually they moved on, and as we watched them head south we saw that there weren't six, but eleven in all.  What a great way to end the day!

I spend most of my time indoors during the winter -- especially this week, as it has been at or near zero degrees during the day for the past couple of days.  There's nothing I love more than being outside during the spring, summer and fall, but winter I can do without.  As I walk through the house I'm constantly glancing out the windows looking for wildlife.  I really got in the habit of this last winter when we had a major beaver infestation around the creek.  I desperately wanted to spot one of the little boogers but never did.  Thankfully, they left in the spring and haven't returned, but the habit is still with me. 

Snow on the ground makes it easier to spot visitors, which are usually birds or the occasional squirrel.  Yesterday I spotted this guy stopping by the creek for a drink and a rest.

Have a great weekend!

Teresa