Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Grateful deer

I cut grass in the fields this afternoon. The sun was hot, but there was a gentle breeze that made things

Under the apple tree, I cut the engine and pulled a bottle of Gatorade from my cup holder and drank in under the shade. Leaning back in the seat, I could tell by looking at the sky off to the north that it's almost October. The sky is bluer here in autumn.

Before cranking up the engine to finish my mowing chores, I stood on the running boards and pulled a couple of hard-to-reach apples as big as my fist. After a brief inspection, I tossed them on the ground near the trunk of the tree.

Later this evening as Jilda was cooking butterbeans and cornbread for supper, she looked through the kitchen window above the sink and I heard her say, "They're down there."

When I stepped to the garden door, the ever-cautious doe and her fawn were munching on the apples I'd pulled for them. They looked grateful.


  1. I love deer. I haven't seen one since I moved to Florida, but that also means I don't see them dead on the side of the road. Thank you for feeding my friends.


  2. In the picture Mrs. Doe had just said to her fawn, "There are times he is really nice, don't you think?" ;-)

  3. A special treat.

  4. Sweet! These animals are so delicate. I think you have made new friends.

  5. I liked this one. The picture is wonderful.

  6. What a joy to see them enjoying those apples.

  7. How precious! They were saying thank you!

  8. Anonymous3:19 PM

    "A nice man lives here!!"

  9. I can tell from the grass that fall is near. It's also cooler now, here anyway, and I am grateful. I love this shot of the mom and her gentle and peaceful looking.


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