Cool! Humorous. Cute. Awesome. Neato. Magnificent.
These are all words that came to mind when a lone mule deer dallied in our yard while I hemmed a skirt. We saw him fertilize the garden, and we thanked him, through the window, for helping this year's garden. We saw him nibbling along as he explored every single thing. We didn't think a thing of it because it is winter. He's hungry. There's nothing growing out there, we thought.
Plus, he looked so comfortable and relaxed when he finished browsing.
Well, last weekend, we ventured into the frozen depths of the backyard to determine wind damage after two solid days of 80-mph gusts. My dye pots are all still frozen. That's probably why they are still comfortably resting upon our retaining wall. They were too heavy for the wind to smash them into the side of our house.
Not so for a number of pots we'd hoped to plant more garden delights in this year.
Then we checked the actual garden. Hyacinths and daffodils are poking up out of the ground in the front yard, which we see every day when it isn't covered in snow. Perhaps the tulips, daffodils, crocuses and grape hyacinths in the backyard might be making an appearance, too...
That darned deer! He munched on ALL my grape hyacinths!!!
Guess that's not too high a price for free fertilization...