Early evening visitors this weekend. I didn't see a deer in our yard all last fall and winter and I was so disappointed. They came often enough in the spring to eat my hosta, but not when I could spy them. So I was especially pleased to look out the window the other day and see three does sauntering through the trees into my backyard. I couldn'tgrab my camera in time to get all three in the picture, but got a good shot of two, anyway. (Now that I look carefully at this photo, that larger one may just be a young buck, you think?)
This is my sweet little red maple tree out back. My son and daughter-in-law had a mature tree in their front yard when they lived close by, and it died not long before they moved away. Fortunately, Vicki had thought to sprout some of the seeds that feel from it, however, and gave me two young seedlings. This is the one that survived and I love it! It's just about 7 or 8 feet tall now.
