When I was a kid in Alabama and my family took road trips to Florida, we stopped at a corny 1960s roadside attraction called Tommy Bartlett’s Deer Ranch. There were lots of tame deer that would eat out of your hand if you bought the little packet of Tommy Bartlett’s Deer Food. I was reminded of it this morning when Barbara and I looked out from our front window to see this doe and her spotted fawn cuddled among the long grass, salal and Nootka roses below our front deck at The Nuthatch. We kind of like having our own deer ranch.
Wow! Love the photo. The closest we’ve come to critters is a family of wild boar who are roaming our hillside. We’ve encountered them twice returning from the village above us and I am happy to report, I’ve not encountered them on my morning walks!
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