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One pregnancy too many.

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I fear for our old, always pregnant, doe.

She had a very late fawn this year and I think it’s taken it’s toll.

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We’ve watch her age and slow down over the past few years, but now?

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The poor girl is skeletal.

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She comes every night for grain and apples, and is now showing up during the day for lunch…. which yes, I provide. She literally just stands there, looking in the window and waiting to be served. How can I not?

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But I think this last Bambi was just too much for her, and I doubt she’ll survive the winter.

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Hopefully blue eyes will continue us to visit after she’s gone.

Life goes on….

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A dear-able.

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The late season Bambi is back and not looking quite so evil this time.

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Eat up little one, winter is coming and you’ve got a lot of pounds to pack on before the white stuff falls.

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The big buck was here as well.

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As was his son from last year whose felt is starting to shed.

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Hard to believe we still have a spotted fawn this late in the year. Makes me worry.

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Fall is here and with such a terribly dry summer the pickings aren’t good.

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The rut will be here shortly.

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And this guy will be very busy.

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Random photos you don’t need to see, but will just to humor me.

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Our resident skunk who visits nightly.

Like everything else around here, he’s ass backwards with a black striped tail and white tip.

Regardless, he’s still a little stinker… and if the tip goes up?

Run.

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Two CH-53E Marine Corps choppers flying over our backyard during some rare state of Maine training.

We lived in the flight pattern of these babies down south when my husband was active duty, and trust me, when they go by? You feel it.

As does your house.. because everything that isn’t nailed down rattles.

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The sunset up the road from our house the other night.

You may ooh and ah at will.

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A sign I bought for the husband’s future barn bar.

Beer.

Making friends more interesting for centuries.

Woodchuck dining.

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The brothers are still with us.

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Getting so fat I can hardly tell them from their mother these days.

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Although how you get fat from eating lettuce I’m sure I don’t know.

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I never tire of watching these little scutters eat.

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And the fact the two remaining siblings still stick close together makes me smile.

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They don’t always get along….

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And have been known to tussle over a prime carrot slice now and then…..

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But you rarely see one without the other.

Am I jealous the brothers are able to go out to eat and be served tasty meals?

Well, maybe a little.

Deer me.

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He surely is a handsome devil.

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Strutting out of the woods with his son.

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Always wary of the neighbor’s dogs.

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And the crazy lady with the camera.

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The time of year I worry about him is almost upon us.

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And as much as autumn is my favorite season….

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It brings with it rifles and bullets and trophy hunters.

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And I’ll fear for our beautiful visitors.

Well, crap.

 

And yes, I mean that literally.

Continue at your own risk.

Remember, you were warned.

 

 

And I’m not talking about a little poo. No.

To be precise….

 

 

It’s a dozen piles of crap.

 

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On top of our stone wall.

 

 

What?

 

 

Why?

 

 

All along the top of the wall….

 

 

Crap.

 

 

It looks like skunk to me, although why the little devil feels the need to climb up there and poop every night is beyond me.