Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Sights of Spring


While walking the other day, I noticed these deer grazing. Not in my yard. 


Another pair. They are graceful. I can admire them a little more now that our fence is up. They still eat whatever they can find in the front part of the yard, but behind the fence, I've started planting - or transplanting. The wisteria they gnawed and a couple of leafless shrubs for starters.


Tulips are a delicacy. Since there was no point in planting any until now, I picked up a bunch at the store. All dark pink with white edges - like a lace ruffle. And that warm golden center - what a wonderful creation from the hand of the ultimate Creator.

6 comments:

  1. Hi Lorrie
    I too live with deer. For years they ignored my bluebells and the for two yrs the chomped them to bits. Right under my bedroom window. Sometimes I heard them grazing , lovely things that they are. This year they only visited once so I may get to enjoy the flowers longer. Have a great day.

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  2. Thankfully the deer haven't made it up into out area of the city even with Bowen Park just 2 blocks away. We do have a little bunny who visits to eat the tulip leaves!
    Enjoy your gardening!

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  3. I love tulips...such a beautiful sign of spring!

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  4. Your tulips are wonderful. I hope that you'll have the opportunity to plant them and grow them next spring...behind the house. That's a lot of deer to be out and about munching down in the neighbors' yards. I'd be freaking out.

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  5. I'm glad you let us see too.... wow!
    What is it about nature and wild creatures that makes our hearts swell with the sheer joy of it all?

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  6. Not a good visitor to have in the garden I would say!

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