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Random musings…

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Telemarketers have gotten clever over the past few years. They spoof actual businesses and use real people’s names with local numbers to trick you into answering.

Last month our caller ID came up with my own name and number. Though why I needed to call myself has yet to be determined.

Last week?

This:

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It’s like they’re not even trying anymore.

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Covid warnings, Maine style.

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Deer and fading backyard foliage, just because.

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Damn.

I knew I shouldn’t have let my National Geographic subscription expire. Slutty ostriches would have been a good read.

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Deep fried pickled asparagus is not my idea of an acceptable appetizer, but they’re very popular at our local pub right now.

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This describes our current weather quite well. Something for everyone.

And finally, fluffle.

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Because we all need a tad more cuteness in our life right about now.

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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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Bambi… the Devil’s Spawn.

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Our old doe surprised us recently. She’s been with us for a long time, and every year? She has young.

She was pregnant so often, that’s actually what we call her.  Pregnant.

Original? No.

But she didn’t look like a Betty,  so go with it.

This year she’s been moving more slowly and looks quite thin. It’s September and we hadn’t seen her with any fawns so we figured that time of her life had passed.

Until yesterday….

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When we looked out and saw her bringing a baby out of the field.

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It’s late in the year to have such a young spotted fawn.

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And to be honest, something about this baby looked…. off.

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At first I couldn’t put my finger on it.

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And then I thought…

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That little sucker just looks….

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Mean.

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Look at this last picture and tell me I’m wrong.

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Go on, I dare you.

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.

Good genes.

 

Our resident buck was here the other evening.

 

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Up from the woods with last year’s progeny in tow.

 

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The twin fawns are now young bucks themselves.

 

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Before we knew it the whole family was here.

 

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Chasing each other and ruining my shots.

 

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This year’s Bambi.

 

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And his/her dad.

 

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Yes sir…

 

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There are some good genes running through this family.